Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

In my land there spreads a great Plague
That leaves my countrymen in a coma
An ideology that has failed and is vague
Still tries to brainwash with its dogma.
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Words laid for a fleeting gaze
Perhaps may disguise a maze

Where the lines meant for reading
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gold rays of sunshine
in propitious embrace touch
with warm assurance
every soul that chilled with pain
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Choices, Life gives many!
Before birth, though none are available.
Questions, many obviously!
Three things are non-negotiable:
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All that goes around us, in the areA
Where we live, affects us, we all knoW.
As life goes on we face the dilemmA
Recognizing that the mask of dangeR
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In the quiet of the night, they come
Once more in floods of memories
Thoughts unclouded by the years
That tears have failed to drown
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It's funny how love blooms with a new day -

births forth romance in one moment's surprise,
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Countries cannot talk peace with wild savages,
They have no concept of it, just their hate that rages.
While we all seek to settle conflicts and address
Our nation's growth, their kind brings distress.
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Care for the little children, strive to guide their way.
They are the future citizens of a country.
Like malleable clay molded by our hands today,
Care for the little children, strive to guide their way.
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A sure foundation for molding character
The anvil where the child is honed
A happy family does so much better
Than material things a man had owned.
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