Voice’s

      I sometimes hear the echo
Of his voice so heartless
It never failed to be mentioned
He always told me I’m worthless

Yes sometimes I still hear their voices
So cruel the bullies inflicted so quick
So I just became a loner
I Never belonged in any click

And let’s not forget to mention
The voice in my head
Telling me that I would be
Much better off dead

But weaving in and out of those
Voice’s was one so soft but strong
Telling me that all the other voices
Were simply just wrong

That voice was the voice of Jesus
Whispering ignore all other noises
I give my thanks to thee
Because I didn’t listen to the voice’s

Written By;Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/06/2022
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The Thief Is The October Morning Wind

  In the Spring  on the wings of a Butterfly
Flutter’s in a new hope
Praying the Dragonfly of summer
Doesn’t steal the colors of the Kaleidoscope

The Devil loves to intervene
And he plans his little schemes
But having Faith in God will assure
The Angels will guard your dreams

As the light weaves in and out of
The Realms of space and time
The music in your heart
Will search for a remembered rhyme

When your dreams and song
Come together and make you whole
You’ll realize God’s plans for the
Eternal life of your soul

But in the meantime darkness will
Visit you like a long lost friend
So when the sky turns grey beware
The Thief Is The October Morning Wind

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/02/2022
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Countless Times We’ve Met Along The Way

     There was a movie in the seventies
Its title was On A Clear Day
It starred Barbra Streisand and it
Was a musical and kinda like a play

It was about reincarnation and it
Was fascinating and I thought of Deja vu
Times where you think you’ve lived it
Before but you couldn’t, it’s brand new

But yet in the universe or even
Somewhere in our own galaxy
Could there be another you and I
Living out another life a destined odyssey

And could this be repeated over and over
Again and could our minds be connected
To the other versions of ourselves at different
Times and the information gets collected

I’d like to think that it’s possible
Somewhere in time and space
That we’ve been together
In some enchanted place

And it will come to be in our knowledge
On one glorious future day
When we come together yet again
The countless times we’ve met along the way

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/01/2022
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A Withering Rose 🥀

   Just a seed planted in the passion of love
A baby girl, a gift from above
But growing pains were like violent storms
Her self defense was prickly thorns

Though she was full of life
And had dreams of being a wife
Love would come and steal her heart
And love would leave and tear her apart

They told her that this was not her fate
And assured her true love might be late
And though her darkness was extreme
She never gave up on her dream

And then one day with a gentle kiss
She was starry eyed in total bliss
This felt so right, it couldn’t be wrong
Was this the music, a true love song

They were in love Bride and Groom
She was happy and in full bloom
But the song they would compose
Would leave her just A Withering Rose

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 09/30/2022
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Breaks My Heart

     You know my heart breaks
For the mentally afflicted
And when I see so many lives destroyed
When they are substance addicted

And my heart breaks
When it seems there’s no one to care
And when I see the handicapped
Confined to a chair

And my heart breaks
When I see the children cry
And when I try to comfort them
But I don’t have the answers why

You know my heart breaks
When I see that our leaders let us down
And when I see my beautiful world
With so much litter on the ground

And my heart breaks
When I see our veterans treated so poor
And when I wonder if humanity
Was even worth fighting for

And my heart breaks
When I see the homeless on the street
And when with War tell me who has won
The data will always be incomplete

And my heart breaks
When I see young love fall apart
And when I have the knowledge of it all
You know it Breaks My Heart

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 09/29/2022
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Vain

    She was stunningly beautiful
From head to toe, without a flaw
As if she was created with the universe
And her beauty was part of natural law

In her conscious she’s always worried
About looking her absolute best
Her hair and makeup and the clothes
She picked had to pass the mirror test

Her outer appearance meant everything
And slowly she became ugly on the inside
And those within her presence began
To wish they had a place they could hide

She became so obviously obsessed
And getting old sent her into a rage
She constantly was having plastic surgery
In countless attempts to hide her age

She died alone never did she comprehend
True beauty comes from within
Time will always take its toll on our outer
Appearance in a battle we can’t win

Life is so drastically short in time
And outer beauty will rarely remain
The moral being we should worry about our
Inner beauty and not be so vain

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 09/27/2022
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Inspired by Faces
By:Lori Jones McCaffery

Ripple Effect

    With my words usually there’s
Little to nothing one needs to dissect
And never do I ever write words
Intended to harm or disrespect

Most generally I’m not focusing
On any particular type of subject
And never do I require from my
Readers their deepest intellect

There’s things we do, positive or negative
Like ripples on a pond, we must respect
Our ability to be kind is a serious thing
And it’s something that we can’t neglect

Each day as we just go through life
We can encounter things we don’t expect
Our tempers rise and disaster
Occurs and things can get wrecked

But if we pause and take a breath
All of the boxes can be checked
We can search our mind and heart
And we can find any type of defect

If we all infest in ourselves
And become our own personal project
We can be better humans when we’re
Always aware of our Ripple Effect

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 09/24/2022
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