Walk! Poem by Lagaya Evans

Look at this man
Bound and shackled since born
Drawn and twisted
As though a prisoner of war

His body cries for just once
To feel the clay beneath his feet
Others laugh and mock
Call him crazy and freak

Tears fill his eyes
As his heart beats with pain
I am but a man inside
Like you, I am the same

He turned and hung his head
He cried, My God! My God!
Am I not worthy to be a man?
Am I not worthy to walk?

Faith grew in his hands and feet
He felt strength as not before
The ones standing witness
Fell to the floor

He rose up with a glow on his face
The glory the Lord had bestowed
From his head to his feet
The power of the Lord showed

All that had stood and mocked him
Tried to stand to their feet
But the presence of the Almighty
Held them as to heed

The room filled with a bright light
All that lay on the floor did shake
They heard a great and loud voice
This is my son whom I gave

Power over sin and death
Stripes that you may be healed
Bruised for you iniquities
That my power may be revealed

Take what you’ve just seen and go
Tell my world of lost souls
I created all things
I alone make them whole

All rise and walk and laugh no more
For all belongs to me
I am the God of this Nation
Open your eyes now and see

Once again soon one day
I will send my son once more
To gather all my children
To walk with me for evermore