Dear; Hello Poetry

   First of all I want to thank you all for
Your friendship and kindness!!!
Question? Does anyone know what happened to Beautifully Broken and Scripted Silence?
  Now for the reason of this letter.
I apologize for not reading and responding as
Often as when I started and I apologize for not writing as much either.
I know I don’t owe anyone any explanation but for those of you whom may care, I feel that I should explain or tell why.
One of my problems was writers block,
The worst that I have ever experienced and it kept me from reading other works as well.
I lost myself in depression and lack of confidence and inspiration.
The other problem is that we meaning my
Wife and I were living through a real life drama in literally what movies are made of.
The FBI and the Medicaid fraud department are at this very moment investigating into this crap and I am really having trouble understanding everything and trying to get a grip on things. I should mention that we meaning my wife and I have been found innocent and free and clear of any charges but members of our father in law’s family may find themselves behind bars and at least one of them may be charged with ****** as well. When all of this stuff started both my father in law and mother in law were both alive and now they are both dead and we have had to deal with two funerals and we find out that Mom wasn’t even in the Will and he was a loving Christian man and he loved her dearly and he wouldn’t have done that.
Second there’s $64,000 dollars from an account missing and my father in law’s death is suspicious. Mom died after with declining health issues and Dementia from Alzheimer’s. I hope and pray that they get to the bottom of it all and the ones involved get what they deserve. So needless to say on top of Covid and everything else, this has been a really bad time in our lives. We need to get away and we’re off to Hawaii this Saturday for 14 days of much needed vacation.
We just need to put everything behind us for a little bit. No work no investigation no nothing.
Please keep us in your prayers and I promise I’ll try to read more and comment more and like and love more and write more.
You’re all very special to me even though I’ve never really met any of you personally.
I still feel like I know you.
I’m sad also because It seems Beautifully Broken has left our little family.
God Bless you all!!!

Love Chuck!!!
P.S. Thanks for all of your love for the poem that I posted yesterday (Your Name)
I’m at work today, my last day before vacation so I gotta go for now.❤️❤️❤️

Your Name

    The times they are a changing
But it’s been that way for all time
In the darkness I know you are with
Me, with a love so sublime

The world keeps getting colder, hate is
Being brainwashed into our mind
But I can still see that love
Isn’t really that hard to find

As I pause under the shade of a tree
I’m just sitting in one place
I still feel the warmth of the Sun
As it caresses my face

When the storm clouds approach
I still take comfort in what I know
There’s always storms and darkness
And there’s always a rainbow

So as the Devil seems to be in control
Soon this world I pray you will reclaim
And once again you comfort me
As the wind whispers your name

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/11/2021
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Do You Still Remember Me

    I can remember the days when
When physically you were mine
I can remember your love
Still within the realm of space and time

I can remember when you held me
When I was just your child in tears
I miss you more now it seems
With the passing of the years

If I close my eyes, I can see you clearly
With your fading smile and your sad eyes
I wish I could hold you once again
And like a song over and over I’d reprise

Not a day goes by without you
And I wonder if you look down on me
Can you tell me Angel
Am I just a faded memory

Does time stand still, does your mind
Still think and your eyes still see
Can you tell me Angel
Do you still remember me

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/06/2021
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Inside The Walls

   In the darkness all alone, I can hear something but  I can’t figure it out
I could just be losing my mind
Which leaves me with some doubt

The sound is faint but it breaks the silence
It keeps me awake as I lay in my bed
Both scenarios frighten me, is something
There or is it in my head

I have all of these thoughts just
Racing through my brain
As the night slowly creeps, I find myself
On the edge of becoming insane

I find myself being paralyzed, unable
To make a sound, let alone a scream
I begin to pray that in the morning I
Will awaken to find it was just a dream

But even so I wonder if tomorrow night
I will hear the same whispered calls
And I’ll wonder if it’s just in my mind
Or is someone inside the walls

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 08/02/2021
All rights reserved

World Of Blackhearts

  I’ve journeyed long and far
Through the valley of shadows
I’ve been to Hell and come face to face
With the Devil and took his best blows

The Demons I face each day come
In a variety of disguises
Each one with tricks of kindness
But my shield is ready for their surprises

My armor has stood the test of time
Evil is no match for my sword
Because my faith is strong and I know
I can trust in God’s word

I will continue to fight evil
With the power of his light
And I know I’m always prepared
For the darkest night

I know soon I’ll be in Heaven for the end
Is near, for love in humans has become sparse
Each day it’s more noticeable
We live in a world of Blackhearts

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/25/2021
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Inclusion

    It’s funny when I look back now
Oh how much things can change
Yet I still find myself an outcast
And I carry on in my world so strange

Everything else has changed but people
Still live life like High School
There’s all the clicks and you’re in or
You’re  out and then there’s me the stool

No matter how nice I am and no matter
What I do, I still just can’t win
No matter if I always treat others right
There’s not a click that lets me in

I poor my heart out and open my soul
And to my face they say I’m the best
But my guidance they discard when
They join with the rest

I’m there for them when no one else is
Around and I let them use me
As soon as others arrive they disappear
It’s always the same they always abuse me

Two faced people taking pleasure in
In someone else’s pain
Especially when they know your past
Because you told them about the rain

But I just come to the realization
That their lives must really ****
And it’s me that they envy
So I must always be my best Chuck

Because I truly have God and my Angel of
37 years, they are my rock keeping me strong
When the rest of the world can be so cruel
As they treat me oh so wrong

It’s funny when I look back on the past
My head would whisper of Suicide jive
But also the voice in my ear would be
Telling me that I must survive

So here I am living life to its fullest
Soon off to Hawaii and after to see KISS
And those who shun me will always live
A life that’s meaningless

Because they care for nothing and no one
And it’s obvious that God doesn’t exist
Though they know he’s there knocking
But to open the door they still resist

So the bottom line is I’ll never let them
Bring me down and in conclusion
I know I don’t need them and I am okay
Without being a part of the inclusion

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/23/2021
All rights reserved

The Rise Of Socialism

     In America, the land of the free
From Sea to shining Sea
No longer do we need to worry about War
To the Devil we’ve opened the door

Other countries build their military will
Have no mercy, No prisoners, just ****
Our soldiers, that’s offensive to me
When I don’t have a special place to ***

It’s not fair, there’s the rich and I have none
But their so stupid to see what has begun
America is now divided as we stand
And together in the fall of our land

In lands of socialism in the gutter and street
Loads of money is everywhere at your feet
In Venezuela it is worthless the Bolivar
That’s Socialism and the way things are

Our world will certainly crumble to dust
If we give our Government control and trust
Our America will be a land of Communism
If we surrender to the rise of socialism

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/20/2021
All rights reserved