Not knowing, where the universe begins
Or how far, the darkness extends
Can one know, where it actually ends

How do you
Forgive yourself
For all the
Things that
You never
Became?

The first time he left,
It hurt her.

The second time he left,
It disappointed her.

The third time he left,
she expected it.

Now when people leave,
she anticipates it.

Vain

    She was stunningly beautiful
From head to toe, without a flaw
As if she was created with the universe
And her beauty was part of natural law

In her conscious she’s always worried
About looking her absolute best
Her hair and makeup and the clothes
She picked had to pass the mirror test

Her outer appearance meant everything
And slowly she became ugly on the inside
And those within her presence began
To wish they had a place they could hide

She became so obviously obsessed
And getting old sent her into a rage
She constantly was having plastic surgery
In countless attempts to hide her age

She died alone never did she comprehend
True beauty comes from within
Time will always take its toll on our outer
Appearance in a battle we can’t win

Life is so drastically short in time
And outer beauty will rarely remain
The moral being we should worry about our
Inner beauty and not be so vain

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 09/27/2022
All rights reserved
Inspired by Faces
By:Lori Jones McCaffery

Breaks My Heart

     You know my heart breaks
For the mentally afflicted
And when I see so many lives destroyed
When they are substance addicted

And my heart breaks
When it seems there’s no one to care
And when I see the handicapped
Confined to a chair

And my heart breaks
When I see the children cry
And when I try to comfort them
But I don’t have the answers why

You know my heart breaks
When I see that our leaders let us down
And when I see my beautiful world
With so much litter on the ground

And my heart breaks
When I see our veterans treated so poor
And when I wonder if humanity
Was even worth fighting for

And my heart breaks
When I see the homeless on the street
And when with War tell me who has won
The data will always be incomplete

And my heart breaks
When I see young love fall apart
And when I have the knowledge of it all
You know it Breaks My Heart

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 09/29/2022
All rights reserved

A Withering Rose 🥀

   Just a seed planted in the passion of love
A baby girl, a gift from above
But growing pains were like violent storms
Her self defense was prickly thorns

Though she was full of life
And had dreams of being a wife
Love would come and steal her heart
And love would leave and tear her apart

They told her that this was not her fate
And assured her true love might be late
And though her darkness was extreme
She never gave up on her dream

And then one day with a gentle kiss
She was starry eyed in total bliss
This felt so right, it couldn’t be wrong
Was this the music, a true love song

They were in love Bride and Groom
She was happy and in full bloom
But the song they would compose
Would leave her just A Withering Rose

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 09/30/2022
All rights reserved

Countless Times We’ve Met Along The Way

     There was a movie in the seventies
Its title was On A Clear Day
It starred Barbra Streisand and it
Was a musical and kinda like a play

It was about reincarnation and it
Was fascinating and I thought of Deja vu
Times where you think you’ve lived it
Before but you couldn’t, it’s brand new

But yet in the universe or even
Somewhere in our own galaxy
Could there be another you and I
Living out another life a destined odyssey

And could this be repeated over and over
Again and could our minds be connected
To the other versions of ourselves at different
Times and the information gets collected

I’d like to think that it’s possible
Somewhere in time and space
That we’ve been together
In some enchanted place

And it will come to be in our knowledge
On one glorious future day
When we come together yet again
The countless times we’ve met along the way

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/01/2022
All rights reserved

I converse with
The voices in my head

They talk slowly
So their guidance isn't misread

i never intended
to take apart
all the pieces
you glued back
together