“FENCES”

God created heaven and earth so that we could live together,

I was thinking as I walked down the street, I looked at a fence,

Touching it with my hands i realized a man would have to climb,

To get to the other side he would have to go beyond where was legal.

This is my space!, you can’t come near it, since the beginning of time,

The world was meant to share, be free to roam, we started building fences.

Around our land, fences to keep others out and mark our territory,

It’s all been broken up into pieces, always a fight that leads to war.

How can any one man or nation own a piece of the sky, stay away they say,

Beyond the sky, do we all have a right to it or is it claimed by the powerful.

Stay away from here!, this is my ocean, be warned or we go to war, do you hear.?

No drink of water for you, someone else owns this lake, river, or stream,

Dirt is not free anymore, there’s a price to be paid, money to be made.

Be careful as soon the air we breathe will not be free, who takes charge i wonder,

If we lived as one and shared the land, there would be room for every soul and man.

Keith Garrett

Here we are in the late afternoon, the sun going down, I came by your house to say hello, it’s been some time. I can’t believe it’s almost Summer can you,? I see you still have th…

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FEET IN THE CREEK

Beneath the trees that touch the sky,

Down where their leaves fall to the ground.

Across a meadow, beyond the grass so tall,

A creek with flowing water, I travel under the sun.

What a treat, my shoes are off, my feet in the creek,

Under these trees that have stood here for some time,

Beneath the blue and clouded sky, water touches my feet

Feet in the creek, a cool, flowing breeze, just these things and me.

Keith Garrett

AN UNCERTAIN AMERICA

Crime in the streets, it goes on in the day and by dark of night,

Anger and mistrust are now an epidemic of disease running wild.

Shooting guns are everywhere, open your eyes, beware as the enemy is here,

We are hated but laughed at all around this spinning globe, we are weakening, they know.

It is us who are deadlier, more dangerous than those who surround and invade,

Standing together we pretend, we are each one on our own, make no mistake, we are alone.

Our lives matter but only to us, there is no high power who cares if we survive or turn to dust,

Can you see it? every day the horror encircles our American way, we slowly decay, soon to go away.

An uncertain America where the flag moves slowly down, shredding a little each day,

Something wicked is coming soon our way, be well prepared with trust only in yourself.

Keith Garrett

FEEL THE WIND

With my heart, this heart I can still touch,

Your scent encircling me does not vanish.

In the wind feel you I do,

Go away you do not, the air I breathe is you.

Step out onto your patio, take in the air,

The early evening breeze flows through your hair,

Feel it on you, I am there.

Feel the wind as it comes from all that you are,

Energy so magnificent, power of your soul.

I feel the wind and imagine that it wears a face,

A smile, beautiful eyes, and a voice with words of love.

Feel the wind, I can feel the wind as it takes me away,

The wind is you, I am the wind.

Keith Garrett

FAVORS IN THREES

How is it possible to change the world,

Can one man get it started, where to begin.?

Do a favor of unselfishness and ask that in return

This person do three favors,

Two more favors of you must be accomplished to start.

It is that someone first did a kindness for you,

They then asked of you to do these three things.

Favors of three may be quite a sacrifice indeed,

A price this may be that you pay in many a way.

A person, just one to take a chance is possible,

If each that has been given this gift does in return

Pass it on then it will never stop.

The world would be as one family, in other words,

A PERFECT WORLD.

Keith Garrett

FACES OF CLOWNS

Disguises are worn, they hide a world of fear,

Hidden with colors of false smiles or frozen frowns.

We laugh and we dance, juggle our thoughts and emotions,

Our world Is a cage, a circus of freaks and entertainment.

We challenge our own mortality, on a high wire we dance,

Shot through a cannon to where we may land, life In hand.

Faces of clowns, dressed In costumes they seem secure,

Acts put on for children, are they not the young that have tears.

We dress in our own costumes, put on a face that we choose,

Is what appears real only a magician’s magic, a trick of sorts.

Whatever expression we wear, whatever makeup we’re made of,

Faces of clowns, we all wear faces of clowns.

Keith Garrett

FACES IN THE WATER

By myself as I am sitting beneath the warm, rising sun,

There exists a slight, cool, morning breeze around me.

Watch I do as the tall, dancing, trees stand high above,

Rays from the sunshine through the branches of leaves.

What surrounds me this day is taken for granted beauty,

The quiet is an always wanted gift that will never go away.

The calm pond water rests around me while I think and dream,

When I look down to find my reflection I see not me but that of other days.

My thoughts take me to yesterday, far, far, away as if it were today,

The water is quite still now like clear, shiny, glass, I drift off like a dream.

Faces in the water, clearly i can see with memories faces in the water,

Days of old, friends scattered with time are seen floating in the sun.

Keith Garrett

FACE OF THUNDER

Appears with many a storm, it is not seen,

Growls, lets out an echoing roar from above.

Not a soft voice as it screeches out with anger,

Picture a face with mouth open wide, fiery eyes.

Traveling around, town to town, a booming sound,

Listen for the rumble, a face of thunder.

Keith Garrett

FACE IN THE CLOUDS

Fluffy and white in the blue sky up so high, oh! so high,

Close your eyes and with your open mind dream to see.

The clouds move but there’s a face that watches down upon you,

Let your imagination take you up in the air where possibilities live.

There’s a face in the clouds, only for a short time does it exist,

May be the face of whatever you wish.

Keith Garrett