MAN IN THE SHACK

You can find him if you go far off into these hills,

Way back beyond the green grass and rocky slopes.

Oak trees of many years hide what has been here for a while,

Come closer so you can observe this shack built ages ago.

Once it may have been of fine wood as today it is withering away,

A home with no plumbing, no modern conveniences of the day,

The roof is worn, dried out from many days and nights of being here.

There lives in this shack a man, not a youthful man by any means,

Left in peace to live out his remaining days is this man in the shack.

We don’t know where he comes from or if he’s had a family, a wife, kids,

We do know that he’s had a life, this man in the shack has his story.

Keith Garrett

MADMAN FROM DETROIT

Once before but no more with the Amboy Dukes was he,

Ted’s his name, on the stage he was something to see.

Terrible Ted at times he was called

The words from his mouth were screams heard for sure.

Appeared to be crazy, he could speak very fast,

He wailed out his songs, now let’s bring them back.

His passion for hunting was as great as his act on the stage,

This madman from Detroit appeared to have such rage.

He rocked and he yelled, to all he would sing,

Don’t think anyone’s like him fore the energy he would bring.

A madman he was, and always will be, Ted Nugent.

By Keith Garrett

” I OFFER NO SURRENDER”

You sit there princess on the shore, watching,

Passing by under a full moon, am I to far to touch.

The sea Is calm, quietly my boat sails’ on by,

Distant are you, away from me you stay, I wait.

Circle your world as my search does not end,

I offer no surrender, I fight through the dark of nights’.

Here you sit, an Image of Inner beauty so fine,

My eyes can only see what a heart lets’ It see, beauty.

Keith Garrett

LOST IN TROUBLE

I’ve been here before, in a deep struggle to figure things out,

Feeling as though I’m drowning, up to my chin, the water rises.

I look for someone to reach out and grab hold of my hand,

There’s nobody there, I’ll have to make it on my own, pull myself out.

Shout!, shout out loud but I’m the only soul who can hear,

Help is so very far away, fear is around to keep me company.

Lost in trouble, alone, so much alone, take me home,

When the answer’s unclear, loneliness seems to be an unwanted visitor.

I’ll lift this body of a man up and bellow to those who will listen,

Stop me you will not, in me a great source of power.

I’m feeling lost, an unwanted burden covers me, I’m troubled,

Watch as I rise and conquer the gift of a challenge.

Keith Garrett

LOST IN THE HOUSE

An old house, enormous it is, built very long ago,

Fire was at one time the enemy as it created cries.

Today this house once an orphanage, a refuge for kids,

Rests nearly empty, quiet with cobwebs, something lingers.

They hang on, these three childish souls, where do they belong,

Their friend who did not perish as once they did lives on.

Again they would meet with the help of a special person,

These three could see and soon he would believe.

Time for all to let things go, broken hearts will now mend,

A final goodbye, some tears, he’ll see them soon, a journey for three.

Keith Garrett

LOSING FAITH

Not in god have I lost my faith but in society, the human race,

Backstabbing liars, it may be that they are friend or foe.

Family, there can be nothing more Important or precious in life,

In the end, at times it is that strangers they’ve become, a tragedy it is.

The workplace, to give your heart and soul for such a long while,

No more words do they speak as their backs are turned on you.

Soon we’ll have no name, a number is all that remains, so Insane,

Around our world, deception, crime, and corruption never go away.

Losing faith, again not with God In heaven but in what Is called humanity,

Not about negativity or being of positive thoughts, something is wrong.

We are at the mercy of an entity, those we do not see, power and money Indeed,

There is no control for us the average mortal being, we live in the lion’s den.

Keith Garrett

LOOK AT THE MOUNTAIN

Up so hight it stands watching over what’s below,

We look to it as something of a miracle.

What do you see when first you glance,

A statue of power still standing long after man.

Upon it lives trees that have grown through much of our history,

Left behind their mark of people who once were.

Streams and waterfalls created through time,

Shrubs and flowers for years grown by the rain that falls.

Look at the mountain, stare at it long,

Born from nature with a story to tell.

Keith Garrett

LOOK AT ME

What do you see when you look at me,

I was once a young man, older I grow to be.

Lines on my face, hair has much changed,

Scars and wounds from a lifetime I’ve seen.

Thoughts and visions, a movie feature in my head,

I’ve changed with the changes that this world brings.

Look at me as I still live and breathe,

I’m forever me but a different me.

Keith Garrett

LIVE IN THE MOMENT

I am now, I am here in my moment of time,

My whole world, everything I am and know,

This is the time and place of my existence.

Nothing before or after matters at this time,

I am only one in this very large universe,

A speck compared to all created throughout time.

Live in the moment, for the moment we should,

Fore as we are now standing here it is that we are gone.

Keith Garrett

GREEK GOD OF THE SKY

It rests way up high, giant in the dark of night,

So far away, when was it formed, millions of years from today?

Beyond the stars, spinning in outer space, thirteen rings around its face,

Father of the sky, seventh planet from the sun, will you ever perish and go away?

You go by a name known to all from the beginning of man, Uranus be your name,

Quite strange as you spin forever tilted on your side, a collision be the reason why.

You orbit with others of names which have been formed so many human lifetimes ago,

Beyond the Earth, space is a place of much mystery just as you hold a mystery of your own.

Keith Garrett