Shall I be caged by human fears
Stay in chosen confinement,
Be blind to what I see or hear
In safety, remain silent?
Shall I now look the other way,
Not speak or write what's wrong?
And live this void life everyday
Deny where I belong?
Yet I must write what I think
Though dire the consequence define!
Truth and Life are my pen's ink
I'll put my life on the line.
I write what's there for I must
Let words strike the target!
I can't live as worthless dust-
Because......words live beyond mere death.
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~~04.21.15
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