This is where we stand in a hostile land,

Politics and policies, rules and regulations.

Lights that say stop, tell us when we can go,

Punch a clock, we’ve become only a number,

This land is your land don’t you know.

Stand in line, give them your code,

Show a picture I.D. or to jail you might go.

Drive as you should, walk when you can,

Keep your thoughts to yourself in this American land.

Most whom do crime pay as they should,

Some with money walk away from their no good.

All around the world money’s the game,

Oh! what a world, we all have something to say.

Keith Garrett




I’ll never understand why a wonderful human being has gone away,

What were you thinking on this day, that life was so bad, what would you say.?

You made the world laugh since the days of Mork and Mindy in the past,

A gift was bestowed upon your soul the moment when you dear Robin was born.

Grow would you to accomplish a most wonderful thing, you made the world laugh,

Your voice, your own laughter echoed around the world and you sir! were a gift.

Oh! Robin, why? sadness rested in your heart and now it rests in ours,

So much laughter as behind it you wore the mask of a clown, painted face whom cries.

Today a tear sheds on many faces as around the world an echo of Robin’s goodbye,

You made me laugh, you were one of those who made me want to dream.

You now set sail on another adventure, you are cast as a star, you’re on your way,

I know in heaven you will laugh once more, I’m sure you will make Jesus smile.

I say to you, goodbye Robin Williams, the world laughs a little less without you,

We will smile and once again laugh in time, rest your weary mind by God’s side.

Keith Garrett



At times is it that I don’t quite understand,

Do I hear the words spoken but perhaps do not listen?

Maybe I don’t sometimes see although I possess sight,

Do you think inside of me the anger lives much too long?

Am I missing a piece of happiness that is so close, I can not see,

My mind is always spinning, I seem to have not much peace.

I watch the world from where I am and don’t like what I see,

I cannot change all that is bad but I can change some things in me.

Oh my god!, I do believe you know the answers to what I have thought,

I do believe from long ago that you knew where our world was heading.

You gave free will, we have a choice but mankind has taken for granted,

The beauty and gift of this life, is it too late for all to change what’s damaged.

Keith Garrett



Chances taken, sacrifices made as they set sail for hope and a new life,

Far across the sea battling hunger and disease, they traveled a dream.

Not always was this a happy ending as many ships of the time were lost,

Hundreds of years ago families and friends, those seeking a better life took a chance.

Massive ships set course for unknown places, praying to conquer the oceans hostility,

The world was a mysterious and unknown piece of work still not understood.

It would take much courage and a voyage more complicated and rougher than imagined,

Plymouth Rock would one day be seen, a new world, this would be a land of new things.

There would be much sickness, hardship, and survival would be most difficult,

They would settle and slowly get to understand the ways of the Indian people.

The first Thanksgiving is not clear and no way to really know how it really was,

A new world it was for those who were from another land and wanted change.

Here’s to a new world and to all the Thanksgivings before and today.

Keith Garrett



A cold, cold day, a February of pain, fire reigned,

This small town of New York saddened by spirits who died.

In a moment, a second in time there were screams not heard,

Joined together to share the end, falling from the sky, they cried.

Sorrow filled the sky, tears rained from living eyes of the world,

These souls headed to destinations of difference are no more.

A day that cried as a large group of once was headed for eternity,

This trip they’ll take, a journey as one, forever they rest in heaven.

Keith Garrett



Surrounded by trees so old on either side, a dark road far and wide,

It is said that this road steals what and whom passes on by on a certain night.

The sun never shines on this long and winding road that creates many cries,

Within the trees, beyond the road that rests in darkness sleeps a mystery.

A quiet morning drive across the country seems peaceful but something waits,

A dark road exists as all around it something wakes and waits for total darkness.

Beautiful hills and mountains have been here for so long but there’s a new resident here,

An evil force, could this be a monster that’s never seen, a dark road where dreams are taken away.

Keith Garrett




Born in a town, his roots most important to him,

A mother and father, family mean so much.

Love for the land that he walks upon, love of life,

Precious is a horse he calls friend, a hard working man.

Maybe the love of a woman he holds in his heart,

A beautiful song lives in this cowboy’s many thought’s.

Integrity and honor is in the kind of person he is,

He has things of want but needs very little,

Watching the sun go down as he rests upon his horse.

He does what it takes, he stands always tall,

He gives of his heart, much heart, a cowboy’s heart.

Keith Garrett