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Relentless Rebel

    When there’s a dark past of alcohol
Abuse,chaos, violence and flashing lights
Mental problems and self hate
And dysfunctional family fights

As a teenager you tend to fight back
Out of desperation and need
But you’ll never be able to avenge
All the blood you had to bleed

You become a relentless rebel
You’ve got a troubled soul
You have anger issues and
You turn to drugs and Rock & Roll

You spend a lot of time as a loner
Like a survivalist in the woods
Love comes into your life but
Unfortunately you’re damaged goods

Then one day God sends you an Angel
And there’s a fading of the words of steel
And soon after you notice the same of the
Scars you thought would never heal

Today you have the love of Jesus and
You’ve torn up the contract with the Devil
You leave your past behind but there’s
Still a trace of the Relentless Rebel

Written By:Charles Kean
04/06/2025
The Fall

       Once there was a routine of going
To bed and turning out the light
There was a dream I dreamt
Each and every night

Like a hero I would suddenly appear
And save a beautiful damsel in distress
But ultimately she would save me from
Myself and my heart of a shattered mess

I would fall in love and the healing would
Begin and a smile would return to my face
Pleasure would replace the pain
Leather would transform into lace

And now the dream has become a
Reality because I’ve found you
Now every day I have to pinch myself
Because I can’t believe that it’s true

Everything is more than I could imagine
From first sight and our first kiss
I pray that I’m not in the twilight zone
Suddenly to be removed from my bliss

Leaving me with a heart pierced several
Times by a shoemaker’s Awl
Slowly dying from a loss of life because
I couldn’t survive The Fall

Written By:Charles Kean
04/06/2025
On The Wings Of A Butterfly

     My mother passed away in May
Of nineteen ninety one
I still miss her very much and
It’s still hard to believe she’s gone

But I believe in God and Angels and I
Believe that Angels watch over me
So in my mind she is A New Angel
And life is as it’s supposed to be

She loved Spring, it was her favorite
Time of Year and it made her smile
But seasons come and go and so
Her joy was only for a short while

My birthday is the first day of Spring
In March but it’s April showers
That brings the rain and gives us
The beautiful May flowers

So as the April showers fall down on
Me there’s sad and happy tears I cry
And to comfort me she sends her love
On The Wings Of A Butterfly

Written By:Charles Kean
04/05/2025
It’s April here in Ohio and
If you didn’t know any better
You’d think it’s Seattle.
Chuck Kean Mar 31
🩸On The Wings Of Blood🩸

    Ancient stories throughout time
Tell of Evil, blood and death
The horror and fear that some
Have suffered before their final breath

The legend of a man who sold his soul
To the Devil for love
Then one day he rebelled against the
Devil and push came to shove

The Devil saw himself in the Man
When He had rebelled in the Lord
He knew he could **** the Man
Easily with one slice of his sword

But the Devil decided that the
Man would suffer and never die
For eternity the Devil would take pleasure
Listening to the Man as he would cry

The Man would be cursed to have an
Insatiable thirst never to be quenched
Even if he was beneath and eternal
Shower and was forever drenched

The thirst would be for blood
The sensation forever galvanizing
His powers over his victims
Is paralyzing and hypnotizing

Tonight The night air is crisp,the clouds
Obscure the Moon, the wind is brisk
The fog lingers across the land
Going outside would be of great risk

For the Evil one preys tonight
He strikes like a scud
The air will be filled with echoing screams
As death flies in On The Wings Of Blood

Written By:Charles Kean
03/31/2025
I stole the title from a book
But I don’t know anything else about the book and just assumed by the title that it was
About Vampires. I hope there’s no copy rights
Infringement if so I will take it down.
I assure everyone that the poem is completely original for I didn’t read one word of the book. My sister in law had a copy of the book laying out when I went to visit.
Chuck Kean Mar 29
Thunderstorm

  We've been avoiding each other,
trying not to collide
But there's only so many
Places we can hide

Like a typical spring day
The cold clashing with the warm
The clouds are rolling in
I think it's gonna storm

(C) Like a thunderstorm
When we fight
You're like lightning when
You strike
With your burn coming as
Quick as a flash of light
And I'm like thunder when
I come down
I can smash you as I stand
My ground
And our love shakes apart
As we break each other's heart
In the wrath of a thunderstorm

Why does it always have
to Be this way
It's like we're walking on
Broken glass every day

I come home to you
I don't know what to say
I get this feeling that it's
Just a game you play

(C) Like a thunderstorm
When we fight
You're like lightning when
You strike
With your burn coming as
Quick as a flash of light
And I'm like thunder when
I come down
I can smash you as I stand
My ground
And our love shakes apart
As we break each other's heart
In the wrath of a thunderstorm

(Music interlude,solo)

(Bx2) With all of the wind
And rain
We've suffered to much
Damage and pain

(Cx2) (Bx2) End in Music

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright 10/01/13
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Mar 28
When I’m In Heaven

        Everyday there’s a mindset
There’s always a tomorrow
But life can be taken in an instant
Leaving behind a trail of pain and sorrow

I’ve lived a life and still
I feel I’ve got a life to live
The Lords gift I did receive
And of myself I give

When I was young I was
Full of energy and fire
But now I’m sixty three
And I just want to retire

I’m done with work and I want to
Enjoy living while I’m still alive
But the laws for social security
Says I must wait until sixty five

There’s talk on table now they’re
Thinking of raising it to sixty seven
The way things are going I’ll be applying
For my SS When I’m In Heaven

Written By:Charles Kean
03/28/2025
Chuck Kean Mar 25
Fortissimo

       I’ve written music is my mistress
I’ve told you that I love her so much
When I’m down and feeling low
My lady music has the healing touch

She knows when to just
Hold me and let me cry
Or pick me up and spin me around
But she never passes me by

She knows when to be mellow
And take it easy and slow
She knows how to move me
And go with the flow

Sometimes I just need to
Release the animal from the cage
Jump in the air and scream
Like a Rock Star on the stage

I can honestly say I appreciate her
Romantic caressing Pianissimo
But my favorite lady is the
One that Rocks me Fortissimo

Written By:Charles Kean
03/24/2025
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