SOMETIMES I WONDER

I think of things that might have been, why they are,

The past is meant to be the way it was, I wonder.

If perhaps a different road, a moment taken to think,

Sometimes I wonder what might be, another person I be.

I have been blessed and I have had my share of painful things,

Decisions made, I wonder, an altered life maybe these things bring.

Everything appears to have a reason or so we may believe,

Coincidence, a choice made as we travel through our imperfect days.

Sometimes I wonder why I am here, a purpose not always so clear,

Sometimes I wonder, sometimes I wonder about this earthly place.

Keith Garrett

SOMETHING SO STRONG

For so long now a crushing pain, out of the darkness I find my way,

The sky I see above rests over the mountain I must climb.

A glow of light finds me as I make my way up the endless giant,

There’s a faith that guides, I am not afraid fore many will stand with me.

Inside this body lives a spirit of never ending fight for survival,

Something so strong, it conquers the force of doubt in another man.

I may not reach the top but I will try, I will get there, I’ll touch the sky,

Lost was I this man of many sorrows, a change in myself is discovered.

Such a long road on my own to follow, travel it with me now and forever,

I’ve seen the mountain, I’ve climbed high with blood and pain, to the top.

Many have come to watch my flight from the morning’s light into the dark,

With me they stood strong, they helped me climb when I weakened.

Keith Garrett

Something so strong as I would not fall, their strength gave me courage,

The mountain still stands, again I will climb stronger each time.

Keith Garrett

SOMETHING OF DARK AND LIGHT

See as the sun rises early morning, behind the clouds creates darkness,

Darkness beyond daylight may be lessened by a full moons brightness.

Dark and light are of opposites, imagine it as there are deeper ways,

Walk with evil and there is much darkness even though the light of day,

Roam with a good heart and the light will forever be close, darkness seeks.

Darkness is felt from the mind when pain or sorrow becomes stronger you’ll find,

Something of dark and light lives inside all people, we battle throughout life,

There is everyday darkness and light before our eyes, darkness, and light of another kind.
Keith Garrett

SOMEONE CRIES

Through all joy in the world, there is laughter heard,

Celebrations of weddings, birthdays, and life lived.

Out there somewhere a cry echoes through the woods,

A cry that comes from a bedroom, who will even care.?

Listen close for that silent cry that’s not noticed in the night,

Someone cries over a lost child and suffers through much pain.

Saying goodbye has always a reason to cry, tears fill the eyes,

Someone cries day and night, cries of happiness, those of delight.

Keith Garrett

SOME THOUGHTS

It hurts when you realize they do not care,

Discarded as nothing, no longer there.

Grateful when my eyes open to a brand new day,

Although the world is scary, will today be okay.

Why do we fight, build bombs, and divide ourselves,

In the end, there can be no winner, time will tell.

We love, we lose, a new season will begin, life goes on,

Work ourselves to death, work more than we live.

If so fortunate that we find that one true friend in life,

They come and they go, phony, filled with so many lies.

Life is worth living, every breath precious, at times I fear,

We mix the good and bad, we must persevere.

Keith Garrett

SOME KIND OF MAN

Running from or always chasing, that is this kind of man,

Looking over his shoulder is a way of life, trusting no one.

He carries a gun, on the wrong side of the law, this chosen life,

His morals are close to none, a killer for a price, anyone.

Some regret comes from his eyes as he won’t turn back now,

What can turn a soul black, a heart of stone with no compassion?

Some kind of man who will take away a life without thought,

Cold eyes, somewhere in life he became very lost.

Keith Garrett

SO, YOU THINK YOU CAN FIGHT!

In the scheme of life, what is the worth,

So, you think you can fight, do you fight the world?

Tell me sir about your life, is everything alright,

Do you fight with a fist or sharp bladed knife?

Is your battle within yourself, a push and shove against life,

Do you choose your debates well or is nothing right?

Will, you fight against a monster, a meaningful one,

If you saw that you were dying then would you fight the understood battle for your life?

So, you think you can fight, well, there are so many types,

The foolish man uses angry hands as to be wise is a fight that’s right.

Keith Garrett