Theocracy Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello
Theocracy
Denial comes in handy
Responsibility is ugly
But the rule always stands
What comes up goes down.
What man sows, he reaps.
All good returns with good
In the end we come to grip
To where our actions stood.
Evil returns the poison
Corrupting the character
Robbing man of reason
And ushers in disaster.
January 30,2010
Tarlac City
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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