Poetry

Finding Christ By: Caleb Hammonds


 

Year One:  The Cause Of It All

You wasn’t proud of me

I know I wasn’t raised right

At night I used to cry

because I wanted more wisdom

My body was my prison

I was having strong visions but I didn’t get it

All this ambition with no way to make it happen

No skills, I couldn’t communicate

You said you let me down

Asked if I was plotting to kill you

I frowned,

I don’t know how it got this way

But I’m glad it came this way

No friends and no family

Only silence and the stars at night

To vibe with my cries

Wrapped me in your arms so tight and

Said you’ll never let me down

Year Two:  I Talked With God

I talked with God at my lowest

When things moved slower

And the world got colder

I was tempted to

Stop striving for perfection

And stop being chosen

My happiness subsided

because somebody stole it

before I could kill myself

his words became golden

I seen angels moving boulders

breaking their wearied shoulders

Showed me scriptures are

militaries dedicated and focused

He closed that door to heavenly forces after

He perceived my eyes had been opened

Since that day, though many days be morbid

I never lose faith showing my spirit to be hopeless

Year Three:  A Grateful Bleeding Heart

You put my pain in perspective

And that’s a blessing

You give my enemies advantage,

to show your presence

I pray for faith,

you give me tears to swallow

If I can’t be humble,

I won’t see tomorrow

Your story is the source of my victory

Your hand crushes humanity

giving my spirit some liberty

As I walk in Christianity

requesting all synergy

I learn from my pain

to see how love truly leads

Year Four:  Eyes On The Throne

Tonight, tears water my soul

I walk beneath people,

top of my head under their soles

I feel the complaints,

I pray to God

I can hold them in

Tossing and turning It’s hard to sleep

Ambitions are churning me

Thinking about angels and

the plans they will bring to fruit

The stars praising my pursuit for a life a truth

I do what others won’t cause

I believe this life is nothing

Running me over and pushing my buttons

I let go of my lovers

Now my discussions are lonely

Seen my homies fold under pressure,

but we started together

Makes me feel like my efforts are helpless

because they were the better

Better in strength,

and had more lovers and friends

But still here I am, with my eyes the goal

Tears water my soul

The stars watch as I grow

Just a kid in a home with his family gone

a kid on his own

With his eyes on the throne

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