A HANDSHAKE AND YOUR WORD

Does it still exist, is it real, remember a time when,

From so long ago when you learned to trust a man.

A handshake and your word was good enough for the day,

Times changed and a lot of that got lost with a changing world.

We became less of neighbors, keeping to ourselves, doors locked,

Now it seems that a handshake comes after a signed piece of paper.

Has its meaning become less, a firm handshake back in time was the best,

And your word, what is the worth of your word as you promise away.

We trust less now just as it must be fore if we trust we may get burned,

Make sure there is a witness to a handshake and your word, be weary.

Keith Garrett

A COWBOY’S HEART

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

A mother and father, family mean so much.

Love for the land that he walks upon,

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 thoughts.

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

A GATHERING

They come together as one to speak out against a wrong,

What do they show the world around them, they teach nothing.

A man is dead, who is it they blame, believe with anger the law,

They do no better as their protest is of evil, used as an excuse.

A gathering of criminals looting and terrorizing to show their dislike,

Attacking and beating those of different color out of hate and anger.

Possibly it could be their frustration with their own lives comes to life,

Destroying their own town, fires burning, does this make them proud.?

Jobs and economy being ruined, in their own town they raise their fists in triumph,

Are they fools, they are of ignorance, blaming society for more than one incident.

This is no gathering of good people, they are of no help as they create the bad,

No good will come of this, only a town scarred and destroyed, never forgotten.

A GAMBLER

Spin the wheel, maybe a roll of the dice,

A bad hand at cards, so it’s said, you’ll lose your shirt.

Bet on a game, football, basketball, baseball, it’s all the same,

Your wallet is empty, credit cards are okay.

Horses are great, this time you feel lucky inside,

At the finish line, a house could be on the line.

Deal in drugs, surely a gambler you’ll be,

If it’s not the law, a dead man you might be.

A car thief is a risk, money at your feet,

End up in prison, oh! what a life you lead.

Ask of a loan shark, a favor please,

Put up your life, no friend indeed.

A gambler, a gambler, in each one of us may be,

What risks do you take for all that you need.

Keith Garrett

IS LIFE BUT A DREAM?

When we go to bed do we go to sleep,

Are we already dreaming of the life we believe?

Are the things that we see imagination or real,

Is there another life that we live and feel?

Is our reality here and now,

Are we a thought of someone else somehow?

Could it be that we are in another ones mind,

In some other place, in some other time.

Maybe in a coma for a period not known,

When we wake up to a life not our own,

What does it all mean, Is life but a dream?

Keith Garrett

I FOUND YOU IN THE DARK

I went to sleep last night, seemed to me that i was awake,

Clear were all things, not the same as would be a dream.

So far i did walk as seconds appeared to be a journey forever,

There were as i traveled odd and unusually mixed up scenes.

I heard your voice out there but what direction was not clear,

No control over where i am, my sleeping mind guides my way,

I was brought to you, I found you in the dark, darkness has gone.

Keith Garrett

I AM A MAN

A part of this world, i have a soul and spirit,

I am a man with a heart, i try to understand.

At times i do listen, not as often as i should,

The struggles within me keep me from the best i can.

Hard headed but strong, i work with my hands,

Children i gave much of myself too,

Possibly the day will come when they understand.

I am a writer of words and thoughts,

I let the music fill my head.

Sometimes anger and hate invade my not so perfect land,

Many miles of walking clear my aching head.

Mistakes I’ve made in many a way,

I am a man, trying as hard as i can.

Decisions and choices from long ago,

Make me who i am, who i am sometimes i don’t know.

I pray that the judgement of others is not that which will come from god,

I am a man, hope you will understand.

Keith Garrett

LOST IN THE WILD

To step outside the world that I’ve known,

Leave it all behind and those whom know me.

Off on a great journey to see it all,

Into the wilderness as if nothing else matters anymore.

Too try things never tried before,

Experience life through a new open door.

Perhaps a fear of what lies ahead,

I trek across the land, survive if I can.

See many new things from my eyes,

Into the night I hear nature cry.

Not expecting never to go home again,

Lost in the wild is where my life ends.

Keith Garrett

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