TRAPPED
I’m in here, you can’t hear me as I shout,
Find the key to my door, please let my pain out.
I know you can’t understand fore inside me the real words do not come out,
Just meaningless sounds of what I’m about.
Your attention so hard I try too get,
The negative movements of my spirit won’t leave me yet.
Trapped in a place inside my own world,
Finding my way out is what i’m about.
Keith Garrett
FATHER AND SON
Walked hand in hand, he was the man,
When I looked up I saw my dad.
So impressed when I watched him shave,
I want to be like you, a proud dad of a man.
Watch television with you, a drive in your car,
Father and son, I have traveled far, see you above the stars.
Keith Garrett
BEFORE YOUR SOUL
Where are you before you are you,
Billions of years, molecules exploding in time.
Born to this world millions of years before,
A man, you don’t speak in words but a screech.
Your first thoughts are of survival, food and water,
Your mind and body are most unusual, not of today.
Fire has not been learned, day and night, sun and rain,
These are to you a mystery, so much you will learn,
Before your soul was created, a man you are related.
Keith Garrett
HEARTBEAT OF THE WORLD
From within, the earth rumbles, there’s heated liquid like blood,
Beating as a heart beats, energy and life, power inside a complicated world.
Rise to the surface, thoughts and wisdom, to learn becomes the brain not seen,
The flowing wind and air stands to be the breath, lungs of the land.
The moon that rests beyond the sky, the stars and planets that watch up high,
The eyes of the world could only be our creator god invisible to our sight.
Is it sadness in the world or tears of joy that make the sky cry,
A sacrifice as the water drops fall sustaining life and keeping beauty in sight.
Everything hears everything, ears of the land are everywhere,
The world lives as we live, take for granted and many things can do us in.
Keith Garrett
A STRANGER
Cobwebs and tumbleweeds, traces of life and the past,
A forgotten road not so often traveled, not anymore.
Where do they go, the ones we once knew and walked with,
More and more they become ghosts, faded faces from yesterday.
Time slips away slowly into my tomorrow where my memories are found,
Friends are now strangers, strangers are now my friends.
There once lived a woman whom i did not know. she lived her life without me,
In her there was not a thought of me, for me she had no meaning.
This stranger that i had not met would someday be the love a man could not forget,
Like the wind forever blowing, she has drifted, a stranger i never knew.
Where did you go! where did you go! a stranger i love, a woman i’ll never know.
Keith Garrett
A SIMPLE MIND, A HEART SO PURE
He lived a life of dreams, the world was a strange place,
A boy so different to others, he learned to run away.
A simple mind, called stupid for the way he saw things,
A girl he would befriend, under a big Oak tree they would swing.
A simple mind, a heart so pure belonged to this thinking man,
He saw all things in such a simple manner, a gentle soul.
Time would take him full circle back to where he started,
He would love, lose, and then love again, a girl on a swing.
A child of his own, married did he this love from childhood,
He had everything to share, sickness would take his love away,
A simple mind, a heart so pure would burry his wife under that Oak tree of before.
Keith Garrett
GOD IS IN THE RAIN
Clouds form, they turn dark with storm,
Drops fall from the sky, cold and warm,
More and more as they touch treetops.
Drip by drip they trickle down to the ground,
Into the rivers, flowing into the oceans as one.
Drops of rain cover lakes, slowly filling with time,
From the mountains the water makes its way down,
Soaking the hills to create life, within the flowers and grass.
Let the rain fall, God is in in the rain, in the drops that are upon you,
God is in the rain as it comes down, God soaks this world with life.
Keith Garrett
A POEM TODAY
Thoughts, many sights from my mind, visions from the past,
Dreams about tomorrow, what may be, a poem today.
To write is a beautiful thing, whatever you want it to be,
Change the world with a stroke of a pen, fact or fantasy begins.
Share with those whom do write and dream, those who do see,
Share our stories together as we travel the world and universe.
We have the ability to take ourselves and others away to unusual places,
A poem today about the love between two, the sun and moon.
Hopes and dreams, struggles and pain of life, what keeps us strong,
A poem today that puts a smile on a face, comfort and strength for a moment.
Keith Garrett
A PERFECT CRIME
They think that they are of something unique,
No one ever is watching, no one sees they think.
They plot and they plan, not so logical, woman or man,
Thoughts that roam their scary, sick minds,
They act calm and kind as they plan ones demise.
A perfect crime of many sorts fill the criminal minds,
They seem not to worried about being caught at the time.
Going on with their deeds believing they will always be free,
When they plan a perfect crime, what is in their minds.
Keith Garrett
MYSTICAL DREAM
I was dazed and confused, sick again,
It was nobody’s fault but mine, to much custard pie.
During the battle of evermore, down by the seaside eating a tangerine,
I lived in good times, bad times, i had friends whom died.
Traveled did i to the houses of the holy, i was the rover,
Ten years gone by now, how many more times for war.
I visited the black mountain side, there she stood a black country woman,
A mean black dog she had by the name of Kashmir.
She took a walk with me out on the tiles, a night flight,
For your life you had to fight, live by the laws of the land or see the gallows pole.
In the light her eyes were bright, that’s the way she looked,
I said i can’t quit you baby since I’ve been loving you.
I found four sticks down by the ocean, a cross for both of us,
In my time of dying this was a celebration day,
Babe I’m gonna leave you, i see my stairway to heaven.
Keith Garrett
