Let go of your anger, leave your selfishness behind,

Build a bridge together, hand in hand we stand.

A grudge of jealousy between brother or sister,

Drifts apart a family, the hour glass will one day empty.

United this day is that which will give us strength,

Let’s not say our sorry’s standing above ones last day.

Older we grow, let’s not watch the time slip away,

Forgive, do not waste precious time on why or how things happen.

The past can’not be changed but we can change the now,

We can make our future together, better than before.

The enemy is not us, we are a family,

Let go of heartache and resentment.

We stand as a family, united this day, forever we stay.

Keith Garrett

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

You will not see me because i am not there,

Even if you search for me everywhere.

I have no touch so do not try to feel me,

I can’not be found, i’m nowhere around.

Do not try to speak with me, there’s no one to hear,

I have not a face, waste no time with a stare.

I am not there, I am not anywhere,

I am not around, therefore i can’not be found,

I am the nothing.

Keith Garrett

Imagine a world of beauty, trees swaying in the wind,

A clear, blue, sky, at dark a full moon, stars in the sky.

Far off, the horizon line, waves rolling across,

Seagulls in the sky, shining of the sun in daylight.

If sight had I then your beautiful eyes would come alive,

Your pretty hair blowing in the breeze would be.

A smile I have yet to see, a dream to me,

Skin of beauty seen with eyes so new.

If sight had I then I would not want to see what my ears know are reality,

I would only want to see all this mysterious world could be.

Keith Garrett

Many years before, she sang a song, he watched himself Gavotte,

Whom was this song about, Carly sang loud.

The possibility that there were three so vain,

There was one in her thoughts, knows of him today.

As she lives, they still live and have not yet gone away,

Much older today but the song still plays.

A clue as Mick danced the Gavotte, a rolling stone,

Jack and Warren, they were vain, hung out at a place of the same.

Mystery of her song, she does not speak out loud,

Whom was so vain, was she so angry,

Carly remembers you’re so vain.

Keith Garrett

Molten lava, boiling flame ,bathtub of hell,

Power so fierce rests below a mountain of death.

How long has it stood on a foundation of heated anger,

A pool of fire waits to touch the surface, it has no mercy.

Explodes without warning, rising, shooting into the waiting sky,

Flowing like a river, down where it takes away that which is in its evil path.

Volcano by name,  a hollow mountain of liquid pain,

Erupt wicked mountain, show your hidden face.

Keith Garrett

Like the water is a mirror of a scene from the sky,

A floating river  as the clouds drift on by, they drift.

Up in the air an ocean of clouds, waves of clouds,

               Through the land a path runs free, clouds in the water.

                       Keith Garrett 

Taken for granted the treasures of life.

Gifts from god bestowed upon the mortal man.

All that he dreams is for our eyes to see,

Health and happiness, love of those whom in return hope for love,

A fearful weight upon ones shoulders, pain in the mind, worry’s of the day.

A message that sickness may have fallen upon your lap,

So afraid that the weight of it being possible has made it so real inside.

Material belongings are of no real value when it comes to the thought

That the end may be near, of not another breath.

Treasures of life are the health that you keep,

Happiness created by only you, too earn and cherish

The love of as many family members and friends in a lifetime.

Gifts from god are your own are your own choices to make,

Free to wander the earth, too witness all of its mystery and beauty.

In a moment we are given life, In a moment we leave this world,

Taken for granted things we must over and over learn,

A lesson not forgotten, a lesson well learned.

       Keith Garrett

Although i give my all, they push and take without care,

Dedicated and loyal so my reward is despair.

They don’t even laugh, they listen without ears,

I speak my case and get much nowhere.

I give them many words, i can’not survive,

They ask with stupidity of why, my only reply is a dollar sign.

Take all that i have fore there’s nothing to take,

Praise me with meaningless words, how far will that take me.

When anger roars then you’ll see and also hear,

The explosion from within will bring you to your knees.

When anger roars then step out of the way,

Is something to lose in a land without care.

When anger roars then i am the fire,

Turn your back and walk away, you’re not worth my desire.

When anger roars you’ll remember my name.

Keith Garrett

A quest, a never ending search for total inner peace,

This voyage, journey, entering ones own spirit and soul.

To look beyond flesh and blood, the shell of ones self,

Who am i is the question asked, do i know me.

To understand and accept myself for who i am,

Admitting ones faults and imperfections out loud and straight in the mirror.

Whom is the searching one, it is you and it is i,

We possess many emotions that speak of what we are.

The person we have or will come to be,

Are we of good or are we of the bad.

This we know of, we have the power of change.

We have the ability to control our thoughts.

The knowledge to understand that the physical actions we choose are our own,

            We have the answers but maybe don’t seek the questions that are needed,

Be the searching one, learn to know and understand you.

The peace you seek lives within, always searching.

Keith Garrett