" DARKNESS"



                                                                                    
 Beauty exists within it, things we can'not see,



                                                                                  
 It brings to me peace and solitude, I feel at ease.



                                                                               
 The less I see brings me a calmness not felt by day,



                                                                                  
 Darkness can be such a scary place or peaceful.



                                                                                  
 There are those whom must live with darkness,



                                                                                           
 Some are however in a darkened place.



                                                                                 
 Darkness is a friend to others and foe to another,



                                                                                 
 Darkness holds something for each in this world.


                   Keith Garrett

                                                                                           
              IN THIS FACE


 There's a different look, a ghost like Image,



 A man screaming out a song with all he's got.



 He strikes such a pose this one called the boss,



 A hunger for the music, a hunger to speak his words.



 He tells of what's living inside his being,



 Sometimes that which haunts his thoughts and memories.



 In this face, a story is constantly being told,



 About his struggles in life and that of a man.



 Happy or sad, no surrender lives within him,



 He lives his life, music lives in him.


            Keith Garrett

             INTO THE WIND


 I met a girl named Leah, she was from Nebraska,

 It certainly was not the promised land nor her 
 Paradise.
 Out in the street is a real world, you have to 
 Walk the line,
 This life can be a great thing, a leap of faith 
 Is needed.
 We went to the zoo and saw the lions den,

 The last carnival of the Summer was today.

 I always thought my best was never good enough,

 With Leah, this depression of mine was gone.

 Life itself was now wonderful, the light of day 
 Was magic,
 We are alive! no more a lonesome day.

 We went off to find our lucky town together,

 My city of ruins is now left behind.

 It's the price you pay for decisions made,

 We're livin' in the future now, one step up.

 I've learned to have love of the common people,

 Walk like a man my father would say.

 I asked her, "let's be friend's skin to skin'

 If we part then we won't say the long goodbye.

 The fever I got was gone now, I got medicine 
 From a place open all night,
 I told her you're missing the moonlight, watch 
 With me.
                Keith Garrett  

               IMPOSSIBLE?


 Impossible things, are they to be Imagined,


 To walk on the moon, travel to mars.


 See and touch the oceans' floor,


 Climb a mountain and reach for more.


 It can be done, walking from coast to coast,


 Break the sound barrier, faster than the 
 Speed of sound.

 Travel in a balloon, across the world you go,


 Fly in the sky, jump from the highest height.


 Impossible things,Impossible you say,


 To rid the world of disease and cancer,


 Can this be a possibility one day.


 To love one another, hold hands across this 
 World,

 Terror put to an end, war only a bad dream.


 To all Impossible things, to the next one who 


 Can make it a reality.


                                                                                        
        Keith Garrett

                                                                                           
           HERE IS MY HOUSE


 Here is my house built for this world today,


 There is a gate so that you can't get through,


 If not invited there will be guns waiting for you.


 Two dogs growling, mean as could ever be,


 An alarm system that calls on those whom will hurt 
 You indeed.

 Doors of steel that should let not a criminal soul 
 Get in,

 Supplies for survival if this land must come to this.


 Here is my house, not one of dreams but of safety,


 Not the way our country should be, here is my house 
 The way I see.
                       Keith Garrett

                                                                                                                
          A HEARTBEAT

                                                                                 
 Listen to my heartbeat, thump, thump, it beats,

                                                                                  
 Blood runs through it, listen to me as I breathe.

                                                                                      
 A heartbeat means life, it beats fast or slow,


 Thump, thump, it goes, a heartbeat that slowly grows 
 Old.

                                                                                          It speaks of who I am, only one of a kind,


 Listen! thump, thump, with a hand to my chest feel 
 As I am alive.

 A heartbeat lets us know that this moment is still 
 Ours,
                                                                                      
 Hear it pound! listen to its beautiful sound.

                                                                               Thump, thump, thump, thump, one beat at a time,


 A heartbeat so precious, thump as it beats one more 
 Time.

               Keith Garrett

                 HE TOLD ME OF HIS LIFE

 As he sat down in his rocking chair he began 
 To speak,

 With a smile, he invited me to sit and went 
 About his story.

 His life as a child at the beginning of a war 
 For independence,

 On a farm in South Carolina, he lived with a father, 
 Brothers, sisters.

 He went on to tell of adventures in the Summer 
 Just before it happened,

 A big house, great times with family, working the 
 Farm each day was tiring.

 He must have been about ninety years old now, the war 
 And those days, long gone,

 A childhood recalled, swimming in the pond with a 
 Friend or two, the night's moon.


 He told me of this war being all around them, 
 Nothing would be the same, much change,


 Tears in his eyes as he described that time and  
 Place where brothers and family died.


 He sits in his chair today, many years away from there, 
 He lives in that house today,


 He sits in his chair on that porch where as a child  
 He played, he told me of his life.

            Keith Garrett

                                                                                    
                GOMERO CIRCLE 


 For my family this street did once exist,  
 It's there each day,


 We were all just young children, run all 
 Day and play.


 We left It behind, most of It lost from our
 Minds,


 A street with a name, each house had a friend 
 Who went away.


 When does a street become a family, together we
 Share and disappear,


 I remember a friend, Michael John, where have 
 You been?


 Nine was I as you were only seven, We ran and 
 Played in the Summer sun,


 Amber was a fine, little dog, You were my friend 
 From a long time ago.


 Gomero Circle was a part of our lives, a girl named 
 Robin, Marcy, and Tony,


 Running down the street, mud and water touched our 
 Small feet.


 Nineteen seventy one, so much fun laughing, rememeber 
 A Childhood that's done,


 We thought It was our own as today there are new lives 
 That do roam.

                 Keith Garrett

            GREEK GOD OF THE SKY


 It rests way up high, giant in the dark of night,



 So far away, when was it formed, millions of years 
 From today.


 Beyond the stars, spinning in outer space, thirteen 
 Rings around its face,


 Father of the sky, seventh planet from the sun, will 
 You ever perish and go away?



 You go by a name known to all from the beginning of man, 
 Uranus be your name,


 Quite strange as you spin forever tilted on your side,  
 A collision be the reason why.



 You orbit with others of names which have been formed so 
 Many human lifetimes ago,



 Beyond the Earth, space is a place of much mystery just  
 As You hold a mystery of your own.


                    Keith Garrett

                                                                                       
                  BROKEN GLASS


 Without any shoes, I carefully walk,


 Each step I take a chance to be cut.


 All around me, I can't see every piece,


 One is sure to find me if cautious I'm not.


 Where are my shoes, why aren't they on,


 A lot safer I'd be, less chance to be hurt.


 There's broken glass everywhere,


 Watch the way you step and you'll not be wounded.

               Keith Garrett