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NEW OUTLOOK ON LIFE, Aug 9, 1989 NO TITLE (About Nighttime), Dec 6, 1989 THE NEW GENERATION, Dec 9, 1989 NO TITLE (Hiding Place), 9 Oct, 1990 OF MASKS AND WALLS, May 17,1991 NO TITLE (Construction Destroyed), NO DATE ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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
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 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
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
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 wall 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
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
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
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