IT’S  GONE

        Well it’s all in the past
You know the way that it was
You know the way we were
It’s gone

Lost is the tingle
Lost is the wanting
Lost is the needing
It’s gone

I can’t find the passion
I can’t find a reason
I can’t find my way
It’s gone

Lost in the darkness
Lost in the pain
Lost in my mind
It’s gone

I can’t find the feeling
I can’t even fake it
I can’t explain it
IT’S GONE!!!

Written By:Charles Kean
03/08/2024

Blinded

     I’m just taking a walk through life
Can’t bring myself to believe the nothing
The theory that nothing thought of everything no it had to be something

Don’t let yourself be blinded
Blinded by Science, blinded by evil eyes
Don’t let yourself be blinded
Blinded by Media, blinded by lies

Take the time to stop and smell the roses
Enjoy every Creation that you see
Take the time to realize that it didn’t
Come from nothing and it was meant to be

Don’t let yourself be blinded
Blinded by ignorance, blinded by fools
Don’t let yourself be blinded
Blinded by leaders, blinded by schools

Don’t you fall into their trap
They are so corrupt and Evil minded
Open your heart and eyes to see the
Truth and don’t let yourself be Blinded

Written By:Charles Kean
03/04/2024

The Broken

        She fell in love and she fell
At lightning speed
He gave,  he took and he was gone
The damage done, a heart left to bleed

Their parents divorced
When they were in an early age
Two shattered children
Life goes on turn the page

His father abused him, mentally, physically
For years there was nothing he could feel
He was left with so many scars
He thought would never heal

Bullied by others because she was different
She felt unloved and outcast
She lived in a cloud of darkness
Never escaping her past

There’s a still small voice
Like a whisper his words are spoken
I am that I am and I am the only way
I hear the prayers and heal The Broken

Written By:Charles Kean
02/26/2024

The Beauty Of Poetry

    What is Poetry, that is the question
Shakespeare and Poe
Most definitely the best
Any of us will ever know

I’m just a simple man
I write in simple rhyme
Never knowing the Intricacies
Of that period of time

But does poetry really need to be
So deep and have such complexity
To be held to such high honor
By all of our human society

I believe that poetry can be
Reduced to a mere word or two
And there’s no law requiring rhyme
It’s just the way I present mine to you

So be it Romantic or Religious or if
It’s of Darkness or Drollery
It’s all relative and wonderful
That’s The Beauty Of Poetry

Written By:Charles Kean
02/25/2024

A Monkey In The Kitchen

      Well just to give you a small glimpse
Of my mind and my Awesome life
First of all you need to know that I truly
Give thanks for it especially my wife

I’m the only person that I know
That literally falls up the stairs
I lose every game I play on Xbox
And all of me impairs

I can never seem to stop hurting myself
And so part of me is in constant pain
Every time I’m running late for work
I always get stopped for a Train

Don’t get me started on technology
It hates me and always causes stress
If I fix myself something to eat, I can
Never make it without making a mess

We live on the wrong side of the lot
Remember I’m not Bitter and *******
Life is great, I have a dog so life is always
Fun when there’s A Monkey In The Kitchen

Written By:Charles Kean
02/21/2024
Note: Five days after our last Snow
The opposite side of our parking lot shows no
Sign of it and on our side, it looks like it just happened. The Monkey is obviously a stuffed animal dog toy. He loves them and drops them wherever he pleases.

There’s No Second Chance

     There once was a man
His heart was as hard as stone
He was pure Evil with no remorse
He lived his life all alone

He didn’t believe in God and Grace
He didn’t have an ounce of righteousness
Sometimes he would hurt others
For no other reasons but spitefulness

Drugs and Alcohol and a mindset
To get all that he could possibly get
Killing and stealing with no respect
For the law in its face he would spit

He lived his life on the edge of darkness
But tears never fell from his eyes
Then one day he got a taste of his own
Medicine and he met his demise

Falling to Hell he cried out to God please
Help me but God stood strong in his stance
You ignored me in life, never changing your
Evil ways and There’s No Second Chance

Written By:Charles Kean
02/18/2024

A Black Rose Butterfly

      Like a Warrior she fought, her
Heart was full of love and hope
Her eyes held the Stars of the Universe
Once only seen with Hubbles Telescope

But now she’s as cold as Winter
For reasons only Heaven knows
Her tears fall from the sky above
And give life to the Black Rose

The world never knew her for if it
Ever did it would be a better place
But her fate was sealed by a man
With blue eyes and a handsome face

Her love for Spring and the world
Could only be concentrated on her eight
A lifetime of suffering and sorrow and
Struggle to put food on our plates

Like a Caterpillar turns into a Butterfly
Its life gets to be redesigned
But the World lost its best chance
When our Angel left us Behind

In my heart she’ll always stay, forever
Burning tears my eyes will cry
Never forgetting our Angel
In my dream I see A Black Rose Butterfly

Written By:Charles Kean
02/16/2024