Vanlue

   There’s a magical mystical place
Somewhere out there, they say
Maybe in another galaxy
Or in our own Milky-way

I’ve heard the people say it’s
A land of honey and rainbows
A place with unicorns and Pegasus’s
And sun flowers by the rows

I know that I wish I could be there, far
Away from this crazy world gone insane
In a place where there’s no hate
Where there’s only love and no pain

Some people would say it’s crazy
But I think we should all still dream
So I travel via a shooting star catapulting
From a comets tail that I hitched from a Moonbeam

I let my imagination run wild
With all sounds, smells and sights
A place with overwhelming love
Free from the fussing and fights

Some say that I’m speaking of Heaven
Others say that it’s Xanadu
A place far, far away in our universe
But I wonder if it’s as close as a place
In Ohio named Vanlue

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/18/2020
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I live in Ohio and I drive everywhere
Yesterday I saw a sign for the exit
To Vanlue. I didn’t know we had such a
Place and I thought that it was funny.
It’s probably just a very small town that
No one has heard of but it became the
Inspiration for this silly poem.

When You Realize You Were Wrong

   I was there for you
On my shoulder you cried
He cheated on you, and your innocence
Broke your heart and a part of you died

My love for you has been strong
You failed to see
Now I am here but you,
No you’ll never shed a tear for me

Well I know that my love,
It grows weary by the day
What’s right in front of you, you cannot
See and I’ll let you leave without affray

Because love is something that cannot
Be forced or be held captive
I cannot change your destiny or direction
My love for you fails to be refractive

One day you will leave me
Though I’ve proven to be the one
Though I’ve given you my heart
One day I’ll wake and you’ll be gone

You’ll make your bed in the night
And disappear like a fading song
And one day you will cry again
When you realize you were wrong

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/15/2020
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Just thought it would be nice to write something other than something about  world problems for a change. God Bless!!!

We Are Healed
  
        
     With a Star in the night over Bethlehem
And his birth it was bestowed
And after a life of love and miracles
Into the city of Jerusalem on a Donkey he rode

Soon he would be beaten and whipped
To the point of being near dead
They made him carry his own Cross
And placed a Crown of thorns upon his head

Nailing Spikes through his hands and feet
They secured him to that Cross
His life they would take and the world
Would all know of his loss

For all of the worlds sin was placed upon him
And even after everything he was put through
He spoke Father Forgive them
For they know not what they do

And with the Death of our Christ for
Everyone in the world it was revealed
To all each man woman and child
With his stripes we are healed

God Bless everyone!!!
Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright 04/21/2019
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Democratic Propaganda

  The hate spews like the water that
Flows over the falls of Niagara
And it burns in the veins to the hearts
Like the fire from volcano magma

They so desperately want to keep
Their power and their control
They will do anything for the cause
To the Devil they’ve sold their soul

First lie, deception was the Russian Coalition, since they’ve been loading the platter
With a Covid pandemic and now with the
Rioting and Black lives matter

The Devil is working over time through the
Dems but they are failing to realize
The country they are trying to deceive
Has opened their eyes

And now like young lovers forbidden to
See each other,they always rebel
The country will do the same and the Dems
Will be putting themselves through Hell

Four more years of the Trump
And Republicans will rule for many more
The actions of the Dems have let us see
The Devil like we never have before

So since we all have a voice, I figured
I would speak with every stanza
Just Incase you’re not able to see the
Media and the Democratic Propaganda

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/13/2020
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The Point Of No Return

  We have come to the beginning
Of the end, but it’s been for sometime
We’ve closed our eyes, just like to all
Of God’s beauty,so sublime

As time ticked away we told God we
Didn’t need him, we’re better on our own
And now here we are with no feelings
For our hearts have turned to stone

The world has gone insane, with kids
Killing kids in our schools
Everyone just doing as they please
Paying no attention to the rules

Now it seems we’ve reached the pinochle
The capital or the rebellion we must choose
Just like our past civil war but with this
There’s no winner we all just lose

Brother killing brother
From history we refuse to learn
Can we turn it around or have we
Past the point of no return

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/07/2020
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The Media
  
   It use to be informative
It use to be both sides of the story
It use to be the good and the bad
And stories of triumph and glory

Now it’s all about fear and hate
And political divisions left or right
Now it’s all about doom and gloom
And getting their ratings for the night

I can’t remember the last time that I
Saw any emotion on a reporter’s face
They just seem like stone cold robots
Far removed from the human race

The world hanging on every word
Of their fake news and lies
Dressed in their dresses and suits
Just the Devil in disguise

The only light they shine is evil
The ultimate dark light
Pitting us to turn on each other
As they watch us argue and fight

They are nothing but serpents
Technically known as Ophidia
The one and only, truth is
The Devil is the Media

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/05/2020
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Broken

   My tears they flow
Like rain from the sky
My thoughts, from here, where do we go
So many questions why

The world in despair
The future no longer bright
Are we beyond repair
Forever locked in a fight

Is this the true beginning of the end
Is everyone the enemy
Can no one be a friend
Is this our final destiny

I think of the children, and sigh
This is the world we leave
What do we say when they ask why
My heart and soul they grieve

God we’ve suffered through the years
Now only words of hate are spoken
We’ve all shed the tears
We need your love, for we are broken

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/04/2020
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