BREAKING WHAT'S LEFT OF THE LAW

Rules were taught from the beginning
Of our days,

Do the right thing, follow the laws that
Lawmakers made.

A broken system has been ours for such a while,
Cracks are made,

These laws were supposed to be fair and equal to
All citizens.

Corruption has been around since man walked this Earth,
Never to go away,

What a scary thought when we realize that leaders
Of the world are

Exempt from laws that we all have to live by or go
To jail, above the law.

Rules and laws are broken when the time is right
Depending on who it is,

Breaking what’s left of the law by higher-ups,
Powerful people in government.

Breaking what’s left of the law spreads from hand
To hand, across the land,

Across the oceans and seas, to every country where
Power and money are seen.
Keith Garrett

                                 I SAW A MAGIC HORSE

  They thought he was a nothing,  an injured horse,

At one time, he was a champion,  running like the wind.

There are no guarantees; in life, there are many challenges,

Don’t give up on a friend, and she won’t give up on you.

I saw a magic horse that stood on its feet today,

She would look into your eyes, magic all the way.

I saw a magic horse shining in the sun, beautiful was she,

A second chance to prove herself and all that she would be.

Keith Garrett

                                 WHAT IS YOUR NAME

You drive around while not making a sound,

Watching from a distance, maybe in the night.

In a window, you peek so very quietly, not ever seen,

Messages in a mailbox, who might you be?  scary.

What is your name? What game do you play?

Calling me on my phone when I’m all alone.

You have been in my yard. What is it that you want?

What is your name? stalking is a dangerous game.

Keith Garrett

They watch and plan, thinking they are smarter than,

Students of a school, criminology is a game they play.

Sociopaths, matching wits with a professional of crime,

Murders they commit, games of the evil thinking minds.

Two minds of genius, arrogant as they walk through their day,

Death games they play,  always another victim on their way.

Two minds, like twins, they do kill, murder by numbers is a thrill,

Death games, until one day the joke is to be only on them.

 Keith Garrett

                                     MAGICIAN ON A VIOLIN

   Steadily, he stands with his violin in hand,

Confidence is a look that’s on his face,  ready.

Beginning slowly while he stares out at his audience,

A touch of anger in his eyes as he starts moving around.

He strums the instrument faster while he dances around the room,

Now one with the violin, a magician of this musical art.

He feels like nothing without the instrument which he holds,

Magician on a violin,  a wizard of beautiful sound.

Keith Garrett

                                         WHERE’S MARY?

I saw her standing there today,  was it yesterday?

She was walking down a road on a sunny day.

First, she was talking with her friend, I can’t remember when,

Do you know Mary?  I think she went far away.

They say she was sad and didn’t have much to say,

i don’t recall if she was standing there on a particular day.

Where’s Mary? Doesn’t she live down the street?

She was once a young girl, but I’m not sure I remember her anyway.

Keith Garrett

                                   MONSTERS DO EXIST

Not only in the land of make-believe but in life,

Scary are the movies, they exist to this day.

Frankenstein, tall and freaky,  somewhere in the dark,

Dracula hides way up high in a castle of fright.

Where is the werewolf, howling in the dark night fog,

Does the mummy sleep in his tomb or is he walking the night?

The invisible man is never seen but always  a nightmarish dream,

Monsters do exist; they appear in many forms. Watch for them.

Keith Garrett

                                       A LONELY BUFFALO

There was a time when they roamed this land,

Thousands of buffalo were conquered by the world of man.

 Slowly, these beautiful beasts faded with the passing of each season,

Used and abused,  sadly, they have almost disappeared, 

A lonely Buffalo stands quietly by himself in his yard,

Wanting only peace while he looks out at the sky.

A friend, if only to have a friend to love and trust,

A tear in his eye as he dreams of what may be,

A lonely buffalo stands on his own but never alone.

Keith Garrett

LET ME TAKE YOU ON A TOUR

We’ll have to drive all night, don’t let me fade away,

We are two hearts, we are alive and living.

All I’m thinkin’ about is better days now,

I was born in the U.S.A., this American land.

Have you ever seen the Erie Canal? I made some easy money there.

So keep your eyes on the prize, put this in your book of dreams.

I’ll show you what love can do, tonight we’ll be dancing in the dark,

I’m sometimes tougher than the rest. I wear a brilliant disguise.

I’ll show you the river, we’ll drive down to Thunder Road,

We’ll see Atlantic City, cross my heart, you’ve got it.

“Look! There’s a wreck on the highway. ” I hope they’re not trapped.”

See the men working on the highway? See the wrecking ball swing?

” We’re worlds apart, you and I, both of us working on a dream.”

There’s a warmth that does cover me, we’ll see much all the way home.

I’m waitin’ on a sunny day,

Time for the darkness to go away.

                 Keith Garrett

                                I remember

I remember being a child, such a long time ago,

Trying to grab moths on vines, Summertime. 

I had a father so long ago,  where did he go,

children were we, Kindergarten, and ice cream.

I remember at thirteen,  walking to school, dreaming,

Forever young as we ran in the sun,  the day was done.

Time goes by as the hourglass ages before our eyes,

Teen years were some of the best as friends slipped away.

I remember favorite times and places, I remember you,

Where did you go, my friends? I’m older, but I remember.

Keith Garrett