We Are Not Pawns Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello
We Are Not Pawns
Evil has an excellent skill
At distortion of the truth.
With dire manipulation it will
Bear Falsehood as its fruit.
Evil wears varied masks
And plays games with cunning,
Vicious motives take to task
That warp reality with lying.
But evident as the sun shines
Clear as the day that dawns,
Evil's face it reveals, defines
It can never make us its pawns.
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~04.24.15
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