A friend, a doctor, to them a healer of anything,

For granted they take this human being of care.

He is not god, not a miracle worker they should know,

Flesh and blood, no magical powers does he possess.

He could not save a life fore he is a mortal man,

How could they expect more from him, he didn’t understand,

Flesh and blood, they found out he was merely flesh and blood.

Keith Garrett



Walk with me, shoes on your feet, let’s walk, you and me,

Strength is mine, the power has been bestowed upon this man.

Faster and faster I travel the road, my path is studied, it is seen,

All moves around me but I am the guide, I walk the miles.

They follow behind or I move ahead, they cannot catch me,

Songs are thought of singing as this road is traveled, fifty miles.

Do it I will, by myself I am one, by my side there lives the will,

Everyday it is that I grow stronger, fifty miles, fifty miles.

Stand with me, hold my hand and walk it with me, you are my strength,

Walk this with me, fifty miles, it’s only fifty miles, only fifty miles.

Keith Garrett



On a road of travel without any end,

Rests his weary body wherever he can.

Sleeps in the night hidden from sight,

Days’ of length, the next stop is any place.

From town to town he wanders with hope,

Worry fills his head about that next meal.

Find a job and stay in one place a short while,

Friends and smiles disappear with the miles.

A drifting man sees much of the land,

Meets many faces, lonely where he stands.

A price he pays to live in such a way,

There’s a gift in seeing the world,

What’s taken away is the peace of settling in one place.

He chooses a path, he’s a wandering man,

Today he’s here, gone again.

Keith Garrett



Like a tornado it appears suddenly, out of nowhere it attacks,

Burning heat that rages on a path of destruction without remorse.

Visible fire, a monster that with its touch can make life disappear,

With the help of natural wind this creation man made or not builds strength.

It consumes without fear, tireless, always hungry as it makes its way anywhere,

Smoke fills the sky, dark, thick, smoke travels upward into the atmosphere.

The birds fly, watch as the animals run with great fear through the hills of flame,

Survival is the only game being played today, the losers will forever go away.

Fire storm, Destroys does it a piece of our beautiful world with every attack,

Sometimes forever gone, healing of the land takes so long, scars are never gone.

Keith Garrett



Appears in the night sky, after days light has gone,

Whistles with a bright light, crackling way up high.

Shooting across the sky, into the late night, colors fly,

Smoke fills the air, a smell of it as it drifts away.

Streaming light, sparkling rockets so bright,

Disappear with time, tonight freedom shines.

There is a fire in the sky, eyes fixed until daylight,

The morning light shines, a celebration of life.

Keith Garrett



We started searching for you yesterday as you disappeared,

You were gone, no trace or clues to what could have happened.

Never giving up hope, day and night we are working to find you,

What happened?, only you and perhaps another have the answer.

There has to be a reason, where are you!, could you be hurt,

Did you possibly decide to go away, I know everything is not okay.

Find me!, I am here below the shrubs, down from the main road,

I lost control of my car and crashed, Yes! I am hurt and can’t move.

The road is noticed as cars do pass by, I’m close by, close to home,

I think you’re too far away, find me!, I’m alive!, don’t let me die!,

I’m here waiting, I know you’ll find me, I’ll be alright, a beautiful night.

Keith Garrett



They soar to the sky, sound of engines screaming,

Above them the great beyond, below, land and sea.

Patrolling the skies, keeping the enemy far away,

Ready for the fight, battle if they must.

Danger is anywhere, men who will give their lives,

These are the fighter pilots born to fly.