AMERICA IS A WAR

AMERICA IS A WAR

Everywhere, from land to land they are destroying,

Mass destruction, killing so many in foreign places.

They know and speak of us fore we are the center of attention,

Worry more about what’s happening over there, beware.

America is a war, we are fighting in the streets, hate is strong,

Who can we trust, only ourselves with eyes in the back of our heads.

There is more crime going on behind closed doors than in the dark of night,

Fighting for territory, drug wars, gangs in every town, out of control,

We need not worry about being destroyed by others as we will do this ourselves.

Keith Garrett

 

ALONG A COUNTRY ROAD

ALONG A COUNTRY ROAD

These things I might find strolling along a country road,

From my mind, I can create a day or reality along my way.

I see the sun rising in the early morning sky, my day begins,

Dream do I of a perfect setting, fields, and hills of beautiful color.

Nothing can go wrong, not in this made up scene that I want to be,

Swim do I in a pond that appears along a country road, quiet and alone.

There is a wind blowing through the trees, across the field I feel,

Haystacks scattered in a country dream, a farm where I wish to be,

Along a country road, all possibilities unfold, from a dream, all that can be seen.

Keith Garrett

 

ALONE IN THE DARK

ALONE IN THE DARK

Everyone Is gone, I look around, silence Is the sound,

Where did they go, I do not know, I am somehow alone.

A campsite of darkness Is a fun and peaceful place,

A warm fire, friends, and laughter will liven up the night.

What a difference It makes when you’re alone In the dark,

The lonely quiet that accompanies’s a fear that something Is there.

There are two parts, different views on being alone In the dark,

Peace and time by yourself to breathe and think can be great.

Wondering what’s a danger or the silent dark that scares a man,

Fear of the unknown, afraid of being alone, alone In the dark.

Keith Garrett

 

ALL THAT I SEE

All that I see

Far In the distance I see hills’ standing still,

Trees of green blowing In the breeze, falling leaves.

Grass of green that I see below me, vision of paradise,

A lake that sits’ beneath the sky, this sky sometimes cries.

I am a dreamer who sees with heart and soul,

All that I see Is not only a dream.

Keith Garrett

 

AGAINST NATURE

AGAINST NATURE

These things that are against nature are a reality,

Certain it is that we are not allowed to be here forever.

Trees may not stay small, age they will, older than man are many,

Mountains are formed, they age and change but may be always.

Against nature that all things will stay the same, this is true,

There are more of these against nature, take a look with me.

Burning things that sicken the lungs and dirty the air,

Bombs dropping from the sky, chemical spills everywhere.

Trash tossed from windows, lining the streets you see,

Environment is being altered, everyone sees, eyes are closed.

Keith Garrett

 

 

ADRIFT

“ADRIFT”

What is a sea that has no shore,

Where its weary waves can rest?

What is a night that has no stars,

Where the seas and skies caress?

What is a sun that fails to shine?

Just a heaven void of soul.

What is a dream that has no theme?

Just a mind that lacks a goal.

What is a love that can’t be shared,

When love is based on two.?

Lost and alone, lord without throne,

Am i when without you.

Leon Russell Garrett

My father.

QUALITY OF LIFE

QUALITY OF LIFE

When we are young for granted we take running till day is done,

Strong legs and energy, so fortunate if you are without sickness.

Adjust do we our every day in different ways as we wear down, decay,

Push on through, never surrendering to age or time, we do let go.

Quality of life, that’s how we wish to live, pain free and happy,

We all live a different lifestyle, our individual way of living each day.

Quality of life, it can change in a flash, an accident, disaster, disease,

Life is a special gift, our quality of life means much to us, to live or exist.

How good is life when you feel sick or can’t enjoy your daily activities,

We all have or will one day aquire those things, ailments that will limit us.

Appreciate the health you have and run, play, see everything while you can.

Keith Garrett

 

ADRIFT AT SEA

ADRIFT AT SEA

No memory have I of how this came to be,

Lost and alone, just me and the sea.

Day after day, across endless water,

Above only the sky and the seagulls that fly.

Get by do I with only little water and food,

Maybe a hope and a prayer that it may get me through.

In the distance perhaps a dolphin or whale,

My imagination is running wild.

Thinking of what’s below me scares me some,

Loneliness is worse fore nobody listens.

A dream am I having or my personal hell,

Until the end of this I’ll not be able to tell.

Up ahead, what is it that I see,

My hope and prayer is answered to me,

No longer will I be, adrift at sea.

Keith Garrett

ACROSS THE SKY

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ACROSS THE SKY

I soar through the air up In the wide open sky,

Just myself and some wings’, we fly, and fly.

So peaceful up here, quiet without many a sound,

Feel like I’m flying to the sun, far from the ground.

Clouds’ are floating to nowhere that I can see,

A never ending flight, just the sky and me.

Looking down Is another world not like here,

Across the sky, not crowded with fear.

Keith Garrett

ACROSS THE DESERT I TRAVEL

ACROSS THE DESERT I TRAVEL

My challenge this day, a trek across the always dangerous desert,

Pack my things, just myself and a backpack complete with all I need.

Dressed In jeans, hiking boots, long sleeved shirt, and hat I am ready,

Early morning as the rising sun stares down upon me, time to move.

Such a feeling to seem alone In the world step by step through the quiet

Morning while nature does Its own thing, I am watched as I walk.

Across the desert I travel with a breeze swirling around what surrounds,

The heat of the day has not yet arrived as I continue my quest through the desert land.

So much beautiful and unusual plant life, animals seen from a distance,

The sun Is moving, day Is disappearing with shadows forming upon this land.

I’ll soon make camp with the animals of the night, a fire so bright, warm with light,

When the morning comes then I will continue my journey until I am done,

Across the desert I travel.

Keith Garrett