For anyone who cares to compare
I understand what Langston meant when he said;
Life for me aint been no crystal stair
Young man in the concrete jungle
So many roadblocks in the way
Couldnt help but stumble
Took a hard fall to get me on the humble
Some say for me its too late
How can a man child love himself?
When all he sees is hate
Broken bottles on a blvd of broken dreams
Some think its normal to die while in their teens
Either we smoke or were choked by the crack between
A rock and a hard place
Silly aspirations to be Scar Face
Tasting bitter tears shed over bitter years
Got the weight of no hope
And pressure from my peers
Holding me down like gravity
Mad at a world thats mad at me
For wanting more
For trying to even the score
In the game of life
Tension thick enough to cut with a knife
Povertys grip like a vice
Do I have to pay if Hes already paid the price?
Lambs in the street lead to slaughter
Let me recline in the water
Drawn up to the Son
I am now the rain that comes
To announce the rainbow
To say; its not for you to bear
Let the pain go
Im not the same so
See me for who I am, not what I used to be
I pray the Lord speaks through me
Between you and me
My life didnt start off with;
Once upon a time
I want to hear less crying
More laughter
I want to feel less pain
More happily ever after
I want to know that I matter.
Please tell me Im worth saving
Please tell me you understand what Im saying
Please believe me
Life for me; it aint been easy
I almost drowned in my dreams
When I cried myself to sleep
Faith is rare, and hard to keep
I pray for a second chance
Like kids at play say; do over
Thought that I turned my back to HIM
Only to find that I grew closer
Through the prayers of others
Through the tears of my Mother
My Fathers arm around my shoulder
Made me stare into the mirror
The facade faded, and the real me was clearer
My reflection cries while Im talking
Attitude determines altitude
And Im tired of walking

Christopher Poetry Man Fields
Poet/Empowerment Speaker