Silent Night

    In the darkness, alone I sit
With just the flicker of one candle lit
As random thoughts flow, through my mind
Let my words be thoughts refined

No matter your troubled heart
Don’t let your life fall apart
Settle yourself deep therein
Find your strength and peace within

Take yourself to a secluded nook
Close your eyes,visualize a peaceful brook
For yourself take some time
In the night find beauty sublime

When your world has gone awry
And your sorrow escapes in tears you cry
Let Jesus be that flicker of one candle lit
Open thy heart and eyes, and focus on it

You will feel his holiness
His warm embrace and gentle kiss
And take that heart felt flight
And you’ll know the joy of a silent night

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/06/2020
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Sedated

    To live the life of a drug or alcohol
Abuser, I know nothing that can be related
But we all know that life can get us down
I’d still rather live it than to be sedated

There’s no judgment here, I’ve had my
Share of darkness and being frustrated
But I cannot imagine not feeling at all
Because of being numb and sedated

Livin life each day under a haze
With every moment highly concentrated
On getting the next fix to remain
Out of touch with reality and sedated

To be in a place so dark for so long
And to find yourself so devastated
That you cannot find joy in anything
And so you’d just rather exist sedated

Even at times I’ve been high and I’ve stood
At the edge of Suicide, I’ve never extricated
I’ve never separated myself to being
Dependent upon the vice of being sedated

A life of no joys and nothing to look forward
Too, not one thing that has me captivated
And only livin with darkness and pain
Until once again I can become sedated

I’ll pray for those who have found yourself
There for what ever reason, life complicated
Please know that I care for you and life is
Worth living without being sedated

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 12/02/2020
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Twas the night before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas
And KISS is rocking my house
Not a creature can be seen
Not even a mouse

The neighbors are all checking
To see what the heck is a matter
For none of them,not one
Has ever heard such a clatter

When they looked in my window
They saw me rocking around my tree
A nightmarish sight I am sure
They wish they didn’t see

My windows were shattered and I was
Screaming on Peter,Ace,Paul and Gene
And turning the volume up louder when
The Police arrived on the scene

They said man it is Christmas Eve
It’s obvious to us you are a black sheep
Why do you feel the need to rock when
Your neighbors are trying to sleep

I told the officers that it was in my DNA
I was born to rock & roll
I have always been on Santa’s naughty list
And have always received bags of coal

They turned my music off and took my
KISS CD’S and gave them to a trooper
I waited until they all drove out of sight
And I began to listen to my Alice Cooper

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 12/23/2017
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Have a Rocking Christmas,God Bless!!!

In The Woods Beneath A pine

    Last night I slept next to his
Body one last time
They may have his head
But they won’t get mine

Did she **** him and is she
Now a fugitive on the run
Or did they **** him and they
Need to get her for the job to be done

If I left it there, it would be
A deep dark mystery
But I will continue on and reveal
A story from our grim history

The year was eighteen sixty five, the
Slaves were freed and the KKK was born
The Republicans fought for race equality
And the Dems felt a deep scorn

The leaders of the Democratic Party
Believed the good black was a dead black
Earlier that night they burned a cross on
His lawn and later came the attack

They were known as the men in white
Pastors and law men and the butcher
They killed her husband and now
They were out to catch her

As the clock strikes midnight, in the
Distance she hears the howls of the canine
As she stops for a quick breath
In the woods beneath a pine

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 11/28/2020
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Annihilation

     It started out as a normal day, with
The waves softly crashing upon the shore
The Sun was was kissing the day
Like it has always done before

Little did anyone know just how quickly
That it was all about to change
The events that would take place that
To say the least would be extremely strange

And it would be the beginning of the end
A slow but seemingly deliberate evolution
The end of our present existence
And our mindless stagnation

It came aimlessly from the vastness of space
And it crashed at the ocean’s edge
A living Alien Rock of cells and upon impact
Immediately started to grow like a sedge

It multiplied and created its own atmosphere
It invaded every living thing as to merge
To become one with the host or more like
A take over if you will, a sort of purge

And the world as we know it was lost
Forever by this uninvited annexation
And this virus entity that inherited the
Earth Forcibly by Human Annihilation

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 11/22/2020
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My Destiny

   It’s not a mystery, no, no, no
There’s nothing to uncover
Everyone knows this to be true
If it’s not one thing it’s another

One minute you’re at the top of the hill
And the next you’re fallen down
Yes for every chance you get to smile
It’s not long till you’re wearing a frown

When I was a young man I was a victim
Of child abuse, physically and mentally
And even though I’ve left it behind
It seems it will be my forever penalty

As my life has moved on
I’ve come to discover
No matter what I do
I’m in a constant state of recover

Mentally I know that it’s my
Own voice inside my brain
That keeps holding me back
And I keep inflicting my own pain

Physically it’s as if I have my own
Personal evil spirit that I’ve conjured
And I cannot stop myself from
Stupidly finding a way to be injured

Don’t get me wrong I’m alright, life is
Just tough when I’m my own worst enemy
My past, my present and my future will
Uncannily be the same and be my destiny

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 11/18/2020
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I tell myself that I can’t
And last week I sprained my ankle
This week I smashed my hand
I’m 58 and I hurt all over but I have
To keep on keeping on

Twenty nine years ago I lost my mother to
Cancer, she was fifty nine. She died in May before her sixtieth birthday which would have been on this date November twelfth
So today is her birthday in Heaven.
Happy Birthday Mom❤️❤️❤️
I miss ya!!! Her favorite time of year was
Spring and she loved Butterflies and she is our Butterfly Angel.


🦋Butterfly Angel🦋

  In the dark of the night
Sometimes I cry
It’s been so hard,
Since you said goodbye

When I’m alone
Sometimes I see your face
The tears may fall
But I know you’re in a better place

Butterfly Angel,
So high and free
Butterfly Angel,
Watch over me

There isn’t a day,
I don’t think of you
I know I should be happy,
But sometimes I feel blue

Now you’ve sent me a sign,
Saying everything’s ok
A reason to live,
For a better day

Butterfly Angel,
So high and free
Butterfly Angel,
Watch over me

When I see you,
In your fluttering flight
With your colorful wings,
In the shimmering light

I know when God comes for me
I’ve got nothing to fear
The memory of you,
Will always stay strong and clear

Butterfly Angel,
So high and free,
Butterfly Angel,
Watch over me

Butterfly Angel,
So high and free
Butterfly Angel,
I know you’re watching over me

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 2009
From my book (New Angel)
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