Oppositional Defiant Disorder
Now to those who think they are smart
Better do some medical reading
And take seriously these words at heart
Because you don't know your brains are short circuiting.
Uncontrolled stress gets to the speech nerves
Agitation and daily mounting stress
Can be manifested by profane cursing words
That when untreated may make you brainless.
It's a sign of Oppositional Defiant Disorder
And needs some resolve in Psychiatry
And may worsen in years for the speakers
The agitation may not be limited to profanity.
The inward turmoil may express in action
And the cursing may not be just verbal attack
The illness of cursing is a mental condition
That needs to be cured and its growth held back.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 27,2010
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God Bless Mckay Hatch
some people insist
on cursing in speech
their words just consist
of language that breach
animosity and anger
bullying and such
they are not any better
And need curses as crutch
uplifting language
is never out of place
it will suit any age
and bless any race
thank God for a young man
who cared so much
let his club fill the land
God bless Mckay Hatch!
Note: Mckay Hatch is a 15 year old who started the 'No Cussing Club' to promote uplifting language and replace cursing with better words.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 25,2010
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Words of Grace
Words that uplift another
Are words God blessed with grace
They leave the hearer feeling better
And show respect for the human race.
Words, not curses, bear eternal fruit
And multiply the goodness in life
These words should then be our pursuit
Not cursing words that will cause strife.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 25,2010
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Four Epigrams in April
When a man has a lot of money
True friends are a rarity.
When a child hears profanity
He'll be cursing you surely!
Vulgar words destroy poetry
For they express no beauty.
Friendship is a masterpiece of art
A diligent work of the heart.
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Speech Reflects The Home
Speech reflects the Home
And a man will show his worth
What kind of family he came from
As his words of mouth come forth.
Speech reflects the Heart
And God sees what is within
If from Wrong it will depart
Or if it dwells with Verbal Sin.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
Member: No Cussing Club International
April 1,2010
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For Curse Speakers/Writers
Your words deflect
Return to you
And shower devastation
You can expect
That these will do
Set forth all pronunciation
It will accomplish
All that grime
All wrong you ever wish
You speak your fate
In verbal slime
And fill your heart with hate.
Your words bear fruit
All that you say
In time they will grow root
You follow suit
With darkened days
And live in cursed loot
You dwell In profanity
And nullify the good
Cancelling prosperity
With evil as your food.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
April 1,2010
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Words Become Lifestyles
Words make the man
And reflect what his heart contains
Thoughts become words
And when spoken they remain
Words that are repeated
Become habits in the end
Habits formed become lifestyles
That later may be hard to amend.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 27,2010
Philippines
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Sick Critic
Vexations and vagaries
Plague negativity
Pompous animosities
Spread much toxicity.
Unfounded anger fed
Erupts like a volcano
The writer's ink turns ugly red
And fits in poem he shows.
Jury, judge, and warden
Sentence laid for others
Those striving with their pen
To be successful writers.
Self-appointed Critic
Resign from your position
For stress can make you sick
And affect your heart condition.
Smile: -)
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'Anger rests in the heart of fools.'
February 2,2010
Philippines
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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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.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
March 2,2010
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Communication
Communication is touching
Another with sincerity
Not just with verbal teaching
Conversing absently.
It is the human spirit
That reaches forth with care
Words so laden with it
In love and knowledge share.
Crossing space and distance
Communication frees
It is the golden chance
For friendship and for peace.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 24,2010
Philippines
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Empty Cans
The foolish man speaks
With the loudest voice
Like little empty cans
That make the most noise.
Those who are hollow,
No wisdom to be found
But full vessels we know
Can silence their own sound.
The more the words
The less, the meaning-
For silence accords
A deeper understanding.
'Silent waters run deep.'
'A fool multiplies words.'
'When words are many, sin is not absent.'
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 22,2010
Philippines
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Words Reflect the Parent
Words reflect the parent that raised you up
What they have taught you all those years
Words can say more than just enough
And show the person with his hidden fears.
Words tell more than what eyes can see
They uncover the heart of the man really
For they come from within the core of the man
The heart source of anger, rejection, and want.
A person who speaks with words so obscene
Tell the whole world of the roots where he had been.
His words portray parents who may have failed him
And with curses he lived at every beck and whim.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
March 31,2010
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A New David for America
Because he led a righteous movement
To cleanse the language from much cursing
Some people hate and threats were sent
But this young man, God will be holding.
No weapon formed against him prosper
The Lord will be his Sun and Shield
The Mighty God be his Deliverer
To Him all enemies will yield.
Curses said within the Land
Have borne fruit with rage and violence
Evil had thrived and gone out of hand
God raised this young man now to cleanse.
Like David he is facing big Goliaths
With verbal tentacles laced in curses
They will rant and rage in vicious aftermath
But they face the God of Heaven's forces.
The Lord show His face on Mckay Hatch
Guard his going out and his coming in
Let his enemies so meet their Divine match
I pronounce victory over cursed Sin.
'In the shelter of Your Presence
You hide them from the intrigues of men;
in Your dwelling You keep them safe
from accusing tongues.'
Psalm 31: 20
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 25,2010
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Christian (Free form)
Words reflect the man,
For out of the mouth
The heart speaks.
And as a man thinks
In his hollow heart
So the truth of who he is.
Faith declared through discord
Nullifies the truth
Testifies to every word
Speech revealed by fruit.
A child of God is peacemaker
He shuns the arguments
He is a Salt and Light bearer
Gentle in sentiments.
The badge of Christ he's wearing
A disciple and follower
For in Christ, he is truly nothing
Even if he's the world's best writer!
'Pleasant words are a honeycomb,
Sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.'
Proverbs 16: 24
February 2,2010
Philippines
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Halloweed Be My Name
Gather round right now
And hear me whisper
The words of the prison
The words of laughter
The lords and the ladies
Were fixing their hair-dos
Cursing their lovers
Cursing the Bible
Hallow-ed by my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallow-ed by my name
Come all you sinners
Come now in your glory
And my ears will listen
To your dirty stories
You're fighting to go up
You're sure on your way down
Cursing their lovers
Cursing the Bible
Hallow-ed by my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallow-ed by my name
Sluts and the hookers
Have taken your money
The queens are out dancing
But now it's not funny
'Cause there goes one walkin'
Away with your sonny
Cursing their lovers
Cursing the Bible
Hallow-ed by my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallow-ed by my name
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Hallowed Be My Name
Gather round right now and hear me whisper
The words of the prison, the words of laughter
The lords and the ladies were fixing their hairdos
Cursing their lovers, cursing the bible
Hallowed by my name
Yelling at fathers, screaming at mothers
Hallowed by my name
Come all you sinners, come now in your glory
And my ears will listen to your dirty stories
You're fighting to go up cause you're on your way down
Cursing their lovers, cursing the bible
Hallowed by my name
Yelling at fathers, screaming at mothers
Hallowed by my name
Ahhahaha...
Sluts and the hookers have taken your money
The queens are out dancing, but now they're not funny
Cause there goes one walkin' away with your sonny
Cursing their lovers, cursing the bible
Hallowed by my name
Yelling at fathers, screaming at mothers
Hallowed by my name
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My Valentine Is Blue
The day of Hearts approaching
And you, I will be missing
That Valentine card is still here
Catching my every tear.
For another love had taken
And left me lonely and forsaken
Words on cards are never true
My Valentine isn't red... but blue.
If only words can deliver
This card's beloved Sender
What a great day Valentine!
Same as last year -
when you were mine.
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 3,2010
Philippines
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Guilt's Toy
A chicken does not lay a chick,
It lays an egg.
A cartooned heart can never beat
Though it is red.
A dozen bells grouped up
Can never be a gong
And sounds mixed just enough
Can never birth a song.
Doves that fly to many places
Do not make each landing 'home'
Copied titles and some phrases
Cannot be woven to a 'poem'
Words and verses when stolen
May give a moment's joy
But mark this truth that in the end
That messed up life is Guilt's own toy.
-February 1,2010
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Tarlac City
Philippines
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Genuine Apology
Promises on bended knees
Sweet loving words to hear
Do not bring marriage bliss
Nor make the bond more dear.
Diamonds on some rings
Dinners by candlelight
Red roses, wine, and things
Do not make infidelity right.
Diversions from the Mrs
By a husband gone astray
Will soon blow up her fuses
Apologies wasted away.
Actions must prove sincerity
And commitment with no lies
Forgiveness demanding change
Without it, that's compromise.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 23,2010
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A Man Reaps What He Sows
Careless intent reaps much discord
And many a time, it harvests offense
A bitter root grows from our words
As the wounds it cuts are truly immense.
And God will not be mocked
A man shall reap all that he sows
Man's words be weighed the Good it lacked
For God does hear and knows.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
April 1,2010
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Brokenness
Unless the grain of wheat
Falls to the ground and dies
Change won't be complete
Because from there, a new growth lies.
Unless a man be broken
And shed off from his old Self
Molding cannot be given
On the jar there on Life's shelf.
On the clay there must be a crushing
For the new jar to be molded
There must be renewed pounding
For the metal to be welded.
New life can never sprout
From the seed that remains whole
And fruit cannot come out
Without brokenness of Soul.
'My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.'
(PSALM 73: 26)
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 24,2010
Philippines
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