Lies Cover Up
Those Immaculate frocks
And starched pristine collars
Draped Sin mocks
In sacramental cover
Fake rituals in presentation
Cloak with some incense
And cathedral deception
A murder of Innocence.
Hidden lies mar Childhood
Shattering its frail Faith
Licensed evil in priesthood
Dip a child in a sad fate.
Cover up in high vatican places
Down to the lowest ranks
Bowed Truth shocks angelic faces
As foul scent to Heaven stank.
Victims cry for elusive Justice
Sprinkled in the water of hypocrisy
What vague commandments these?
Vile is this empty religion we see.
March 31,2010
Cynthia Buhain Baello
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Void 'holiness
How dare they represent
In sheer and vile hypocrisy
Our God Omnipresent
With their sinful mockery?
How dare they hide the tears
Of children, lives destroyed?
Covered lies through all the years
Their 'holiness' indeed is void!
A sheer insult of God so vile
Deception that is most sly
Innocence raped, all this while!
For Justice, the scarred children cry.
As they raise 'this is my body'
Their own flesh scorned and rotting
The gall of men who mercilessly
Snared young victims with their sinning.
Their souls with sure millstones tied
Go down in eternal fiery abyss
All those with priestly malice lied
Now judged in denial of spiritual peace.
Down goes the white-washed edifice
A weak mirage of Faith and Truth
Naked now that vatican office
Zeroed in scales by Heaven's absolute!
March 31,2010
Cynthia Buhain Baello
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Unread
Wearing phylacteries
Embroidered philosophies
Celebrating rituals
Their words sacramental
In true poetic priesthood
Kneel in Self adoration
Burn incense of Deception
Empty praises come
Ad infinitum!
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Ugliness of Lies
The ugliness of lies
Deception dressed in verse
Vexful to the eyes
When truth is thus reversed.
Wasted talent true
Devoid of substance deep
All these vain lies construe
They are not worth to keep
Nor read for precious Time
But merit human trash
The garbage bin its place sublime
Its cheap purpose - to bash.
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March 2,2010
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Self-Deception
The fooling of Self starts with lies
Pretensions that cover naked eyes
Writing based on sly and covert moves
Insults the art with dirty shallow grooves
Creativity is killed with utter duplication
Originality slain by literary imitation.
Such practice marks a character famine
That writer is a thief that dwells therein.
March 31,2010
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Pride Goes Before Destruction
Pride goes before Destruction
And for those who fly so high
In clouds they bask in sheer Deception
With thoughts of heights they bask in lies.
Those who love to soar the skies
Get blinded by the light of Sun
Their haughtiness divert their eyes
And with their falsehoods, come undone.
Those who are up go nowhere but down
As the rules of Physics so declared
And pride brings low those who surround
Their lives in arrogance is bared.
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March 2,2010
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Ostrich Men
Ostrich bury their heads on sand
Denying realities adversely at hand.
Ducking down the easy escape from light
Their sand holes cover obstacles from sight.
Some men in leadership may be ostrich men
They parlay the necessity to face truth and then
Mislead their countrymen in fatal delusions
All the while preaching their vague misconceptions.
Though warned and informed, they seem comatose
Unable with logic, to scrutinize, I suppose
The warnings were given but they failed so to act
Now they censure the information and hide all the facts.
What then do we do to these ostrich men?
I suggest cut their heads off, throw them out the pen.
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March 12,2010
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Undecided Love (Naani form)
Between indecision and ambivalence
In passing Time
Drives Love to Absence
Frail Gemini's crime.
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March 2,2010
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When Eagles Fall
They will fall and not know why
Disaster ruled their beloved land
When Truth and Faith allowed to die
God released them from His Hand.
So They will crawl and eventually die
Their cries and pleas will be in vain
This nation lost, their God deny
Had pledged a partnership with Pain.
Their profane words that degenerate
Their cursive writing that sealed their fate
Like soaring eagles shot with arrows
Swift is their fall and much is their sorrow.
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March 2,2010
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Repercussions of War
Deep reflections now assess
Blunders from those world decisions
Of costly wars and human losses,
'Regime change' through devastation.
Who answers now for those lives shattered?
Who weeps with children parentless?
Disabled soldiers, do they really matter?
Can multipled Pain ever be addressed?
Repercussions still go on, vibrate
For War has ways of tattooing the mark
On human souls and families, in fate
Question those who leave them in the dark.
Was it really for defense of country?
Of honor, patriotism and of courage?
Or some vague erroneous foreign policy
A truth so hidden in sad history's pages.
Source: Ideas and information from 'The National Interest'
Jan-Feb 2008 #93 issue
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March 8,2010
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The Answer
When life seems lost and oh, so empty
And all that's left is hopelessness
When even Love turns cold and dreary
And ever elusive is Happiness
There is a way, in faith believe
That He will always hear your prayer
The peace for sure you will receive
Christ Jesus is the only Answer.
He is the Way, the Truth, the Life
You will be made a new creation
He is our victory in strife
In Him alone is there Salvation!
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'I have come that they might have life....and have it abundantly.'
(John 10: 10)
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October 10,2011
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Forgiveness (Naani)
Like uncaged prey set free
Bitterness unchained by a forgiving heart
Paroles the victim
Hate departs.
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March 6,2010
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A Kind of Love Not Needed
Flickering shadows
Memories of the past
Gray tomorrows
Promises do not last
Fading words you said
Leave sad empty feelings
The Love I gave not needed
Had led to our parting
Regrets may come too late
And reality is now here
The heart must face its fate
With goodbye... falls the tear.
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February 24,2010
Philippines
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Curses and Malice
Curses and malice go together
Like marital partners they sashay
And like dirty words they are forever
Recorded in Heaven everyday.
And those that release them are in bondage
In shackles and chains of obscene language
Pulling them lower down eternal fire
Sealing their fate in hell so dire.
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April 1,2010
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Knock, Knock, Knocks!
Murder in her eyes
Cold, calculating, cutting.
Innocence? Those lies!
Her life does the revealing.
Yes, she deserves the axe
No doubts, no jury lapses
True justice at last knocks
For wayward little Misses.
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Those Who Copy Murder Poetry
Unkind are those
Who disrespect
Their fellow writers' work,
They presuppose
We can't expect
That duplication lurks.
So with temerity
Their works will show
That titles are just 'copy'
They mock the art,
And refuse to grow
...Then murder Poetry.
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April 1,2010
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Reaping
Reaping fruit from words
Now laying curses down
Disaster it accords
As poverty now surrounds.
Ignorance of effects
They're sowing verbal causes
Now this Land of Rejects
Lose hope with money pauses.
Words declared grow active
And those who fail to see
The things they write, say, and give
Canceled all prosperity.
Nations then will laugh
Deception reigns all over
This Land will not have enough
To feed these arrogant speakers.
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March 2,2010
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Anger Like Fire
Anger like fire
Bursts forth
In leaps of flames
Words rage in ire
Abort
In one painful frame
And once released
Break hearts
With wounds that bleed
The ties are eased
To part
From Love and need.
March 31,2010
Cynthia Buhain Baello
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Let My People Go!
Vile corruption!
You're so entrenched
In power tendrils
Your tentacles have tied Justice
And strangled Freedom so-
Let my people go!
Callous Greed!
You bleed my country dry
Of Her people's wages
And make them slaves
You think we do not know?
Let my people go!
Plastic Religion!
Your hypocrisy blinds
Deceives my countrymen
With your lifeless images
Empty rites and traditions
Falsehood in robes!
Evil's gone so low -
Let my people go!
Your chains have bled our wrists, our lips
But this pen writes
It will not dry
In silence cowered
Nor fear cold bars
And prison walls
The ink will flow -
Let my people go!
M ay 15,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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A.I.D.S. (Acute Income Deficiency Syndrome)
Yes, it is the curse
Of this generation
A gripping torment
That seems to plague
Every country
And every nation
And we see the cause
As rather vague.
No one is exempted
But those in royalty
Vatican can be regarded
As one reason, partially
And sadly all of us become
Willing victims tied
To Acute Income Deficiency Syndrome
Our leaders - they all lied!
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A Short Poem Like Ogden's
Perhaps because
Of too high taxes
A man dropped his plane
At the IRS.
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February 23,2010
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