Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

What we feed to the children
In words, actions, and example
Will later form them in the end
Into better or bitter people.
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The fooling of Self starts with lies
Pretensions that cover naked eyes

Writing based on sly and covert moves
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With freedom comes responsibility
And Freedom of Speech has so many

We cannot just throw every verb and pronoun
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Each moment never takes me away
For you always seem to be here with me
Though we're apart there is not a day
That Love has not bound us continually.
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In suicide, there is no freedom
More questions left than there are answers
Deep regrets they soon will come
With grief, and tears, and doubting prayers.
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I am left at the empty doorway
Shabby, muddy, unclean
My faded colors mutely say
Where, all this time, have you been?
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Suicide took your pain away
But left us with questions unanswered
Mom did not know it till her dying day
But I'm sure silently she wondered.
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There is a time to be meek
And to silently hold one's peace
But now is the time to speak
When the Truth is diluted like this
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Hate destroys
The one that births it
It robs one of joy
and peace, forfeit.
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