Poems Chris Wrote
A NEW OUTLOOK ON LIFE
This was written the day he found out he was HIV+
The colors are bright
The sounds are louder
The shapes are sharper
"See the butterfly!"
Memories became valuable
Time is so short
Laughter is wanted
Tears be put away
I want to create
To survive
To help
To feel
To care
To laugh
The shadows come closer.
But my light shines bright
It will come
But not before I'm ready
Before I'm done
Christopher Kahau, 8-9-1989
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The hour is dark
The chilly air blows
The crickets are chirping
The blackbird crows
A feeling of eeriness
Creeps into the heart
With any little sound
Jumping at any start
Shadows roam quietly
As sure with no sounds
The graveyard—their limit
The iron fence—their bounds
The hour grows later
The air grows lighter
Salvation at last
As the sun grows brighter
Christopher Kahau, December 6, '89
THE NEW GENERATION
" The innocent must suffer"
Says the law of the land …..
Take away laughter
Replace with tears
Take away the happiness
Replace it with sadness
Take away the security
Replace it with fear …
Change mentality
Create deficiency
Change attitude
Create rebellion
Change feelings
Create stone hearts
Destroy future
Make pain
Destroy childhood
Make adults
Destroy life
Make death
Take, change, destroy------
InnocenceReplace, create, make-----
Corruption
" The innocent must suffer"Says the law of the land …..
Christopher Kahau. Dec. 9, 1989
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The day is long- weary and worn
Full of contempt, evil, and scorn
But through it all in my hiding place
I reside in peace and grace
If in this place will I hide
There I can be safe from pride
And dwell in this glory forevermore
Free from sin, will my spirit soar
If out of that bounds I have stepped
No longer in his grace, am I kept
Then I play by Satan's rules
And have become one of Lucifer's tools.
Oh Lord!, Protect me from his evil plan
Christopher Kahau. October 9, 1990
OF MASKS AND WALLS
The intricate masks that people wear
Given time begin to tear
From the tears that once did flow
Lies continually change and grow
Where absolute trust once ruled the heart
Suspicion's now the choice so smart.
The world's a place: Cold, Dark, and Bare;
'round each corner lies a snare
"Care and Love" your friends surrounded;
Now every word alarms are sounded
Wall are built up hard and strong
So no one can do you wrong.
But in that shelter you survive
No longer living, just alive
Patiently living, all alone
Hate, Distrust are all that's grown
"Why me?" your small voice dares to say-
But those walls built keep it that way
Christopher Kahau, May 17,1991, 2:30 a.m.
The night before the man who abused him and infected him died of AIDS
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Construction destroyed
Creation dies
Words twisted
Love lost
Wall construct
Bitterness created
Untrue words
Hate found
Innocence ripped
From an unexpecting soul
No more laughter
No more tooth fairy
No more peaceful nights
To become a spouse
A lover
A bedpartner
An object
But we are strong
We overcome
We survive
We live
A day passed by
Only an hour
Only a second
Where goes the time
Time to build
To rebuild
To mend
To create
To love
To be
Time is all
Fun is none
Christopher Kahau, No Date Given
THE INN
An inn against the mountains
Warmly greets you on a cold, wintry eve
" Come in , come in " Say the owner
He is your friend.
Slowly the sun sinks below the horizon
Signaling the beginning of night
As you crawl into your bed.
Christopher Kahau, English II 3rd period, No Date Given