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

MORE THAN A THEORY

I can see the world crumbling, weighed down by evil,

It’s overpowering the good and can be seen in many ways.

Will the world soon disappear or change its ways,

More than a theory are many things I think,

Assassinations and lies to the people are a reality.

John Wilkes Boothe did not act alone, I don’t think so,

James Earl Ray, was he really alone on that sad day,

Lee Harvey Oswald, whom were the rest, what were their names?

Sirhan Bishara Sirhan, did he act alone, will we ever know,

More than a theory, so many lies, unanswered questions,

More than a theory, corruption and guilty lies.

Keith Garrett

I HAD TO HURRY

I wish i could have seen you when i called you up today,

But i was in a hurry and i had to rush away.

I had to catch a certain train to keep a special date,

And i could offer no excuse if i arrived there late.

I wish i could have been with you if only for awhile,

To hold your hand, too touch your lips, and see your sunny smile.

But there will be another time when we can be alone,

And i can tell you how i long to have you for my own.

So please be patient, dearest one and put your trust in me,

And someday i shall be your own for all eternity.

I try to add up all the joys that i have known with you,

And though i add a thousand times, the count is never true.

There is no number great enough or one that could come near,

The total of the smiles that you have given me, my dear.

My every happiness is one according yo your smile,

And every smile has been an inch along my every mile.

Each little message from the heart, in every song and sign,

Has been a brighter dream for me, to keep my spirit high.

I could not stand to count them all, but every day and year,

I want you more than ever and i love you and thank you, dear.

Leon Russell Garrett

My father

A SIMPLE DAY

Wake up to a mixture of clouds and sun,

Feed the birds and squirrels, it’s morning now.

A cup of coffee, no caffeine for me, a quiet thought,

The world is much to fast, faster than what I have come to be,

I can now get things done, the way I want it to be for me.

A simple day in the rain or sun, I have some time to have some fun,

At the computer my thoughts are given out to the world.

A simple day, nothing gets in my way, I can keep to myself,

A movie, a show, exercise that keeps me healthy and ready to go.

Keith Garrett

TORN APART

From a beginning it is that lies are told,

Deception has a dirty face that never comes clean.

Hidden agenda’s, masks are worn to deceive others,

Also hide the true self until maybe one day discovered.

Torn apart are loved ones who did trust and were then lost,

One who did believe in the worth of a friend then discarded.

Torn apart not only from thoughts of regret but damage done,

Too be of sorrow but that which can never be changed, live with it,

Torn apart from heart too heart, are things falling apart?

A MISSION FROM GOD

Sent down from heaven, an angel in disguise,

When once he was alive, a man with a name.

A mission from god, an assignment of much worth,

Too help the common man, a chance for mankind.

In some ways a lonely path, this spirit on a mission,

A faith so real as he attempts too guide the mortal being.

This angel that once walked an earthly path walks again,

Roam a land where possibly once taken for granted.

A mission from god to help man better understand,

Don’t take for granted while you still have a chance.

Keith Garrett

THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD

From the top, high above we stare out at the openness,

So far around and very far down, this hole in the world.

Such an amazing sight, from the light of the moon and stars,

When the sun comes up we will travel by mule down below.

The bottom of the world created from so many years of flowing water,

Down we go below, to another land of life within a world.

Mountains lying down, a name given so long ago, beauty below,

The bottom of the world where the wind still blows, life grows.

Keith Garrett

DOES IT REALLY HAPPEN?

Are they out there somewhere beyond the earth,

Do they study us as we sleep, what do you think?

What happens behind closed doors, we have an idea,

But what closed doors are worse than another?

Does it really happen? yes it does, they spy from within,

The dollar exchanges hands in every land, good and bad.

They’re taken and sold, disappear without a trace,

Money to be gained in any type of place.

Does it really happen? don’t close your eyes to the day,

I’m not trying to be of a cynical mind but something is coming our way.

Keith Garrett

“MOTHER”

Thank you mother for the life I have,

Not a memory have I when you first Gave me life.

You saw that i was not hungry, held me close in the night,

Dressed me and made sure that everything was alright.

You listened as I spoke my first words,

Helped as I learned to crawl and walk.

You rocked me to sleep singing a song,

Were there when I was hurt, taught me right from wrong.

If I did not listen then shame on me,

If I did not learn from you, such a tragedy.

Thank god you’re still my mother,

Sometimes taken for granted you see,

You are my mother and that’s why i’m me.

Keith Garrett

THE ADVENTURE OF LIFE

It holds many doors, different roads to choose from,

Chances are taken as we turn the page.

Life is an adventure, different chapters are written,

Only can it be wasted if we stand still to long,

Moving into the future, playing a different game.

We must read from different books,

Experience different tastes of another type of food.

We leave behind people and things, sometimes we must let go,

Carrying into the future our memories or lessons learned.

Sometimes it’s difficult to miss but we learn to adjust,

Changes upon changes as the wheel keeps turning.

The circle of life is neverending, nothing may stay the same,

The adventure of life is a most wonderful but hard game to play.

Keith Garrett