Jesus does not speak to me with words that i’ll understand, But he knows that soon i’ll walk as he did throughout the land. His message has been spoken for all to hear,…

Source: TO UNDERSTAND

FROM OUT OF MY WINDOW

I gazed outside at a bird on a limb,

So many clouds made my light very dim.

The things I see are not so new,

From out of my window, a simple view.

I stand here watching as time goes by,

I listen for the sound, I can hear nature cry.

The wind passes by, through the trees It blows,

Stare out at the night, watch as the moon glows.

As day becomes night and the night turns to day,

Time does not stand still but from out of my window

I see things my own way.

Keith Garrett

Sit down my darling, sit back and relax, just listen, I’m here to tell you a story about the life of a man. Like an outlaw roaming the countryside day to day, Mistakes n…

Source: A CHANGING MAN

FROM MY OWN EYES

There are many things that i can see,

The blue sky above and the light that the sun brings.

I see those whom wander all around,

They have no homes, they don’t make a sound.

I see those whom are only concerned with their own,

They have not a care for others around.

The trees that i see move from the wind passing through,

I see the birds fly fore this they can do.

What is it Isee when I’m looking at you,

Is my future still to come, for us things we may do.

Keith Garrett

Where do we go from here when the music stops, when we step away from each  other, we stand as we are, woman and man, face to face as we wonder where we are. You and i together have circled the flo…

Source: THE LAST DANCE

FROM HERE TOO THERE

I stroll backwards down the road of time, too a place where the years hide,

I am a searcher of lost things, they exist only in memory, in a dream.

Back there was left a piece of my heart, take my hand, help me find,

Show me a way too close the door, move forward into my life.

I saw you all in sleepless night dreams, you did not age, not for me,

I see your faces on a magical screen, still the same pictures from my mind.

From here too there, I’ ve traveled back to the past, I see this today,

Where did you go young lady as I wandered my world, disappeared.

Your words are heard, no voice, written to read, thoughts for my day,

From then too now is where it is I stand, from here too there, take my hand.

Keith Garrett

THE VIGILANTE

A peaceful man, calm was he with a smile so bright,

Until they took his wife then his daughter’s life.

His world was turned inside out, nothing will be the same,

His name is known within the business world, the nights are his.

A man who did have a family, now he takes the lives of them whom take,

His life is much different now, days of a regular citizen, nights of vengeance.

He now lives within himself, with the pain he inflicts upon the evil that brings pain,

He is the vigilante, a good man who had enough of bad people in a crazy world.

Keith Garrett

FROM HEAVEN CAN YOU HEAR ME?

I look to the sky, can you see me through the clouds,

I’m standing here lord, what shall i do to make it today.?

From my eyes there are many tears that flow to no end,

In this body it is my heart that cries for your help to ease my sorrow.

Stand by me when my loneliness is much more than i can bare,

Take away this pain and anger that lives in my soul as i move forward.

Take from me these nightmares that visit when i sleep, Oh! please,

Let me rest as my body feels so very tired from this plight.

From heaven can you hear me, do you know who i am,

Will you listen as i ask for your guiding hand.?

Keith Garrett

FROM A LONG TIME AGO

I lived lifetimes ago on farmland worked with hands, a man’s hands,

A family we were, my wife, children, and animals for pets, back in time.

Possibly I went by the name of sam, a man of principles, of beliefs,

My children may have been raised to believe in the lord, to respect.

If a wife i did have then she might have been a beautiful woman,

She would have been a great cook and a fine and descent person.

Imagine there would have been much love in our home,

Working hard from sunrise till sunset would have been this family.

Friends and neighbors with names now vanished into a memory,

A town that may have existed but no longer alive, a long time ago.

I may have been known as sam from a long time ago, maybe so,

Land i may have owned and worked my fingers to the bone.

It’s possible this man of beliefs had a family that he loved so much,

I could have had children of which grew up and had families too.

To a man named sam who may have lived a long time ago,

Whom may have lived with a loving wife, children, and had

Many caring and good friends, if i had known you from a long time ago.

Keith Garrett

There was a place, there was a child, was it real, why was he crying,A street, a neighborhood, a school where laughter lived, clowns on a wall.     Duck, d…

Source: I DREAMED I WAS A CHILD