WHERE WENT MY PURPOSE?

Lost at times, feelings of dispair and worthlessness,

My existence appears meaningless at this point in time.

Work has always been my everyday, a year now gone away,

I thought i had found a place, an escape from that which has faded.

A peaceful, mysterious, world of writing where i am the guide,

Working out in my yard, a piece of land of solitude, i thought.

That’s not who i am, rest and relaxation is good for the moment,

Roaming the land by foot, wandering great distances in thought.

Listening in my head to words and instruments of beautiful music,

Many things, hobbies or projects to fill my days while i dream away.

My purpose in life, where did it go, am i thinking and seeing the wrong way,

My working days that for now and maybe forever have gone away,

Was that it or is my purpose around me everyday, my life in everyway.

Keith Garrett

 

 

“BLESSED”

I’ve witnessed the ugliness in the world,

Walked amongst it throughout my time.

What then is its worth, have i missed something,?

I know of the good, the great and wonderful things.

At times that which is around me gets clouded,

Sadness and anger are seen on many a face.

Within all of this i am blessed,

Yes! blessed with ongoing life,

Blessed with friends and family,

Blessed with the love of a caring woman.

I’ve seen both sides of life and i am blessed.

Keith Garrett

 

 

 

GLOVES ON HIS HANDS

He trains on his own, a hard and painful, lonely, road,

Up with the sun, a day that’s never done.

A boxing man, at times beaten and battered,

Win or lose, he’ll give it all that he can.

Blood is hs sacrifice, swollen knuckles and hands,

Stands and faces the enemy, twelve rounds if he can.

Knocked to the canvas, back on his feet is this man,

Eyes that are half closed, strength of a warrior.

This chosen life, a courageous man with gloves on his hands,

A champion, a winner no matter the outcome.

Keith Garrett

DRIVE! JUST DRIVE

Jump into my car, the motor is running,

The morning sun is shining on this beautiful black machine.

I’ve put the top down, we’re gonna drive, just drive,

Feel the wind blowing through your hair, music in our ears.

Let’s head for the coast, we’ll drive along the ocean shore,

Miles, and miles of open road, watch as the waves touch the sandy beach.

Let’s drive far, we have all the time we desire,

Through the hills of green grass, we’ll drive the country roads,

For miles there’s only you and me, drive! just drive.

Nothing but beauty is seen as we head for anywhere,

High into the mountains is where our day takes us.

Almost to the sky, we can see everything from where we drive,

We drive into the night, we drive, just drive.

Keith Garrett

 

JUDGED AND JAILED

My quest for peace should be an easily obtained request,

I am one whom may be of anger but is not of violence.

Ask only do i to be left alone when so desired,

If not left alone as i’ve asked then on the defense i am.

When walking then i am on the move in my own space,

To be stopped, detained without respect or descency

Will be a warning of much dislike.

When quiet and of no threat it is that i am called unfriendly,

These words spoken from lips of those of ignorance and judgement.

There are two faces, two different sides to the world,

To be judged and jailed does not have to mean of guilt.

False sentences, deception, motives of ones dark side,

This can be a prison without walls or a locked door.

There’s an invisible jury, one that can’not be seen,

It lives among us each day, why does it not go away.

My quest for peace has been long searched for,

It lives within me as my walls are built brick, by brick,

I am the guard, i hold the key, nothing can take this from me.

Keith Garrett

 

 

 

HUMMINGBIRD

Wings fluttering so fast in sight,

Yet hovering in one place, a color so bright.

Small as they are yet fast they disappear,

Where do they go when darkness is in the air.

Searching for nectar in flowers of a tubular shape,

From here to there, they move swiftly to anyplace.

Mysterious they appear, like no other type of bird,

When they pass you by, slightly they are heard.

Keith Garrett

 

 

 

 

 

 

TRAPPED INSIDE

This world of mine was at one time much larger to these eyes,

When all at once that which is out there made me start to hide.

Not knowing that somewhere deep inside there was a pain not described,

Slowly i started to run from myself but there was no escape from the monster,

I will not call it he or she as it deserves no respect for the damage it does to my soul.

Once i could run anyplace, travel the roads feeling so light on my feet, how sweet,

A clear mind free from the invisible suffering that man has put a name upon.

There remains out there a piece of life, kept from myself by only me, i want to be free,

Keeps me does it from wandering, seeing the beauty of the land as i can only dream.

Trapped inside, wishing a large part of me did not have to hide from what can’t be described,

A haunting worse than any physical hurt that can be felt, it eats you up from within.

It follows you like your shadow, fear that holds no definition from a book or mouth,

Trapped inside as there’s a powerful will to survive, no miracles as i’ll make it through.

Keith Garrett

 

 

 

CHAPTERS OF LIFE

We’ve all had our beginning, that place we call our hometown,

We’ll each of us have an ending, where and when we do not know.

Everyone starts out small and grows with time,

We age moment by moment in our given lifetime.

There’s a book that we all own, we make the cover,

The words are created from our everyday adventure.

Our chapters of life grow and are counted,

With every sunrise until the last sunset.

It’s an open book of endless pages until we stop writing,

A novel to be remembered by others.

Whom will judge the value or worth from our chapters of life,

Many will try, there will be those who did like it,

Perhaps some who won’t.

In the end it will be from the spirit in the sky.

Keith Garrett

 

SO! TELL ME GOD

Has it been since time began, did you in fact create time,

Where do you come from Lord, creator of heaven and earth.

Such a mystery you are as for each humans lifetime you are a wonder,

There are many questions and some try to answer but yet all remain in thought.

Do you have a look, the thoughts you must think as forever you have been,

So! tell me god, what were you thinking when you decided to create the universe.?

How far does it go fore only you know, does life exist elsewhere beyond what we know,

The stars in the sky are millions and bright, was there a purpose or but a beautiful sight.?

You set the planets for reasons forever explored, positioned them well, each one so special,

Everything moves a certain way, rotating always as time for us all slowly slips away.

So! tell me god, when you created the earth were we suppose to be your only living creation,

Are you sad and disappointed at the way we behave, war and destruction, do they make you cry.?

Keith Garrett

 

OVER THE RAINBOW

Where dreams await those whom wish,

Fantasies come to life, a heart does not ache.

The magic of possibilities are a reach away,

Hurtful things have not a place to play.

Where beautiful things can’ not be destroyed,

Birds of blue fly, they sing in the sky.

Nothing to make you cry beyond a rainbow up so high,

All the trees are filled with a fruit so sweet.

Over the rainbow where all things imagined may come true,

Thoughts of love and hope are clearly understood but heard of once before.

Might there be such a place where these things can come true.?

Keith Garrett