MY NICHE

3/3/22

I finally found my niche, but that don’t mean a brotha’s made it!

I’m loving what I do, but Love and Dreams are known for fading!

These words I’m writing down are bricks that build a wall creating,

A barrier resolved to keep me from enjoying waiting!

’Cause I’m impatiently eliminating what’s complacent!

Don’t even want to feel the energy of what’s adjacent!

That’s why I’m switching up bad habits for the right replacements,

So, when I finally get my chance, my actions make the statement!

There ain’t no questioning my work or ethic, no pathetic,

Cosmetic compensation, my aesthetic’s all athletic!

My empathetic imperfection makes my words poetic,

No theoretic effort offered. I am only epic!

Kinetic rhetoric cannot supplant the need for substance!

Chauvinist customs I can’t heed above our pleas for Justice!

That’s why I’m writing, fighting seeds of deeds that lurk amongst us,

Discussing subjects with robust distrust of what confronts us!

By: Christopher Louis Reid

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A lifelong poet and lyricist, and aspiring novelist, who’s taken to heart the old adage, “Only what you do for Christ shall last.”

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Chris Reid

Chris Reid

A lifelong poet and lyricist, and aspiring novelist, who’s taken to heart the old adage, “Only what you do for Christ shall last.”