Let The Old Man In

      I was born into poverty
Just another worthless soul
Abused physically and mentally
But I began to listen to Rock & Roll

Somewhere along the way, I was able
To grow a tougher skin
With every grain of salt sprinkled into
The wounds, I developed a stronger chin

On my own off and on at age thirteen
And completely at eighteen years of age
I left home and never looked back, and for
The story to continue I had to turn the page

I had a young care free attitude and
Over the years I have kept it in my Heart
Never wanted to accept aging or let my
Youth slip Away and become an old ****

And now even at age Sixty Two I still feel
The Rock & Roll kid deep within
And each day though the struggle gets harder I still refuse to Let The Old Man In

Written By:Charles Kean
03/31/2024