For granted things are lessons learned,

Our health, a job, a loving wife or friend.

A man does walk with no shoes on his feet, he sobs,

Complain no more as another sits in a chair, he has no feet.

A man whom hates that put before his eyes is angry,

Passes by does a woman whom no longer can see.

Disgusted by what is heard as a world of noise,

For another poor soul whom just once more could hear the beauty of music.

As one whom feels no gift in his life, there’s a dying soul whom clings to breath,

For a chance too be with a love in their life.

For a man whom to another does not wish to speak,

Taken for granted by he as another has no speech,

For granted we take, all are blessed with a gift that must be forever cherished.

Keith Garrett