Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

Hey, do I write loud enough for them to hear?
Oh yes, I think so, because they've responded with a threat!
Would they want me to shut up and cower in fear
Dig a hole in my backyard or hide under my bed?
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This World Is A Prism

I am really getting tired of this,
History replayed over again.
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WAKE UP TIME

To condemn those who embrace evil
Is the duty of each one of us.
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Stockholm London Manchester Paris Berlin Nice

I am an admitted dreamer
In my youth, I had hoped to see
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Just like sunrise and sunset,
Is our time, life, and sure death.
One faces the other from birth,
The set departure from this earth.
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I do not believe out of fear,
That would never have worked on me.
But my search was very clear
And I found God Almighty.
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Are you afraid of death? I'm not.
For life is but a breath, it goes.
Decay conquers all matter, it's lot
Time is not ours, as everyone knows.
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The Final Bend

Time goes unconquered with passing seasons,
While we journey on searching for our reasons.
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Things that stop my writing are man-made,
Like the loss of power and stuff.
But my words are stored where these can't invade
In there, I have power enough.
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Drowning in ignorance, with streets of blood,
My people have religion but no God.

In every election voters are blind,
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