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Chuck Kean Sep 2020
The Doctor Will Say

     I’m a man in my late fifties
My body has been abused
I wish I could have a new one or
At least from life be excused

I still need to work and so
Each day I must carry on
As each day arrives though I can
Feel the weakening of the pion

For I have been beaten by an abusive
Father and by bullies too
I’ve been injured playing sports
And to me pain is nothing new

Car totaling accidents you
Know I’ve been in a few
I’ve also had surgeries and here’s
something I need to share with you

I’m sensitive to the Anesthesia
So I die and they bring me back
I’ve always survived some how but I
Don’t wanna be a surgery crackerjack

Years ago I had a forklift accident and I
Injured my right shoulder but no surgery
I was much younger and tougher
But now that old injury is killing me

The pain is getting unbearable and I don’t
Take anything afraid to be a drug addict
But the pain and my brain are now in
A constant bitter conflict

Mind over matter is not an option
My shoulder is now in a rapid decay
Still though I hesitate to see the Doctor
Because I know what the Doctor will say

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 09/21/2020
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Chuck Kean Jul 2021
The Dog Days Of Summer

     The Sun is high, the Sun is hot
The heat is relentless, the heat is real
If you’re not strong enough
It will surely break your will

The summer for some has its moments
Some say it’s great fun
But I’m in the minority I guess
For I can’t stand the heat of the Summer Sun

The winter is cold and the winter *****
The winter is harsh and the winter is long
Between the Summer and Winter for me
They’re both a like a very sad song

I’m a Spring and Fall man
I’ve always been that kind of guy
The extremes of Summer and Winter
To me is like nature gone awry

So if you were to ask me, I’d say
Give me Spring or give me Fall
If you can’t give me one or the other
I don’t want anything at all

I know you don’t care to hear me whine
And you may take pleasure that I suffer
But I won’t back down on my statement,
I hate Winter and the dog days of Summer

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/07/2021
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Chuck Kean Dec 2024
The Dragon In Me

     A darkness once consumed me
But now there’s a light that shines
Free from my chains and cages
And all that confines

When I was lost in the wilderness
For so many wasted years
When my eyes were trying to see
Through the fire of my burning tears

Then I found out the truth and
I knew I was the lost one
I looked for a fallen Angel
When I thought I couldn’t go on

Jesus saved me from the Demons
In the Shadows lying in wait
Took away my fears and the doom
Of my certain fate

Now I spread my wings and fly
His glory is plain to see
I stand before you as I reveal
The Dragon In Me

Written By:Charles Kean
12/17/2024
Chuck Kean Dec 2023
The Drink Takes The Man

     I’m not a Preacher and I’m not here to
Judge, we all take pleasure in a drink
But maybe I’m here to just give you
A thought or something to at least think

I’ve seen it happen time and time again
This was how my father met his demise
And it brought out his inner demon
And he changed right before my eyes

So I’m just giving a word of caution
When you’re flirting with disaster
You got to be in control with alcohol
Don’t let it become your master

Please go on and enjoy your holidays
But do it with care and reserve
Don’t let the alcohol ruin your life
Because it can definitely throw you a curve

Take it from someone who’s knows
Whether its from the bottle or the can
I’ve seen the man as he takes the drink and I’ve seen it when The Drink Takes The Man

Written By:Charles Kean
12/17/2023
Chuck Kean Jul 2022
The Echoes Of O-H-I-O

   The Lady and the Gentleman of
The house use to host parties here
People would come and watch Buckeye football and eat food and drink beer

The Buckeyes rarely lost a game and
The boys would have a great time
But times have changed and nothing
Has reason or rhyme

Now the gentleman of the house
Only comes down to reminisce
He’ll play his video games or watch his
DVD’S of Buckeye games or KISS

Sometimes he’ll watch a movie
And I’ll see the Lady as she passes through
She’ll give him a Kiss but she stays busy
With laundry and other things to do

I get lonely and I feel forgotten
And I’m not sure normal life will resume
I feel like there’s never going to be
Another party here in the Buckeye room

I wish things were as they were before
Those days were really something you know
But now I’m here all alone with nothing
But The Echoes Of O-H-I-O

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/26/2022
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Chuck Kean Feb 2020
The Edge

      You may have a heart in pain
Standing on the edge
Your crying tears of a never ending rain
Standing on the edge

You feel there’s no words left to be spoken
Standing on the edge
Your Heart is completely broken
Standing on the edge

You feel empty of the love you’ve been giving
Standing on the edge
You may feel life isn’t worth living
Standing on the edge

You may want to take your last breath
Standing on the edge
You may think the answer is death
Standing on the edge

But there’s something I know first hand
Standing on the edge
Your a heart beat away from something grand
And your standing on the edge

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/03/2020
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I was on the edge of Suicide but if I would’ve taken that leap, I would have
Never known the wonderful life I
Am living today!!! Give your pain to
Jesus and don’t give up!!! You never know
You can be a heart beat away from that
Life worth living. God Bless!!!
Chuck Kean Oct 2024
The Edge Of November

     Like a Caterpillar to a Butterfly
I find myself in a transition
I gave myself to Jesus and
I escaped from my own prison

From the dark visions of my past
I have been blessed and set free
My eyes were opened and I realized
I was my own worst enemy

Though I still see my mother’s sad eyes
And the Devil in my father’s face
When I see those visions now
It’s something that I embrace

My dreams no longer turn into nightmares
Jesus and his Angels sing me a lullaby
Those visions can’t hurt me anymore
And they can’t make me cry

So as I look out of my window
I tell myself that it’s okay to remember
As October comes to an end and I’m
Standing on The Edge Of November

Written By: Charles Kean
10/28/2024
Chuck Kean Dec 2023
The Essence Of A Poem

     When it comes to writing, most say
It’s something that can be taught
And in a sense it can be true but can
That be considered as a trained thought

Creativity should come naturally
From fantasy or from what we know
But not manipulated or slow or forced
But easy and with a natural flow

Words can be powerful if used properly
And they can be forever etched in time
Poetry can be bold and beautiful and it
Can be presented with or without rhyme

But no matter if it’s fantasy or of religious
Tone or of a good love gone bad
It can be silly or sensitive and obviously
It can be of something happy or sad

And for the complicated and intellectual
One can write in the form of spoem
But that’s the true beauty of
The Essence Of A Poem

Written By:Charles Kean
12/07/2023
Chuck Kean Apr 6
The Fall

       Once there was a routine of going
To bed and turning out the light
There was a dream I dreamt
Each and every night

Like a hero I would suddenly appear
And save a beautiful damsel in distress
But ultimately she would save me from
Myself and my heart of a shattered mess

I would fall in love and the healing would
Begin and a smile would return to my face
Pleasure would replace the pain
Leather would transform into lace

And now the dream has become a
Reality because I’ve found you
Now every day I have to pinch myself
Because I can’t believe that it’s true

Everything is more than I could imagine
From first sight and our first kiss
I pray that I’m not in the twilight zone
Suddenly to be removed from my bliss

Leaving me with a heart pierced several
Times by a shoemaker’s Awl
Slowly dying from a loss of life because
I couldn’t survive The Fall

Written By:Charles Kean
04/06/2025
Chuck Kean May 2020
The Fringe

     Throughout history it’s been so evident
And we can see it today as well
This is the ultimate proof of the fire
Raging in the depths of Hell

It’s racism in its pure form
Just in case you didn’t have a clue
It’s a lunatic vision it’s a dangerous
Movement with a dangerous view

It’s ****** and his attempt to annihilate
The race known as the Jew
It’s the English and what they did to
The Native American Indian too

It’s what the White have done to the Black
And what Japan tried to do to America
It’s an evil in all of us and it presents itself
Everywhere and it’s also Media hysteria

America as we are seeing signs of becoming
Third world like as they want us to cringe
Please open your eyes so you can see
We must be aware of the fringe

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 04/30/2020
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Chuck Kean Nov 2023
The Futures Past

     Time after time, see the history
And from history see the future way
Technology continues to improve but
Humanity is still lost in a past day

No matter how many other things change
Humanity stays the same
Hating each other for no reason
And War is just a game

We dream of Space travel and living
On another planet in a new galaxy
We think that we could finally have
Peace but that’s just avoiding reality

The realization factor is being human
And we’re still a million years from humane
Hear the words that I say
What’s happening today is insane

Dream all you want about inhabiting
Another Planet but we’re unsurpassed
And wherever we may go we will never
Be able to escape The Futures Past

Written By:Charles Kean
11/06/2023
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
The Graveyards Gate

    I stand here not wanting to cross
The threshold into the land of the dead
But I force myself to do it from time to
Time even though it’s something I dread

We’ve lost so many and I come to visit
Unsure if they know
And I wonder how long I should stay
Before I decide to go

I think about myself among the living
Walking and talking in their space
And if they can do the same in ours
Or if they are restricted in this place

In my heart I know there’s a heaven above
But I’m not sure if they all made it there
I wonder if they know the love in my heart
Or if they are completely unaware

It’s the hardest thing that I do because
It means I have to face that they’re gone
I have to re cry tears I cried when I said goodbye
And again I have force myself to move on

It’s so hard to re visit the pain of the loss
So forgive me as I hesitate
And it chills me to know that one day
I will permanently cross the graveyards gate

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/28/2020
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Chuck Kean May 29
The Great Pretender

     I can be sitting right next to you
And I can be in my darkest place
You’d never know where my thoughts are
I’ve got an unreadable poker face

Go ahead and ask me how I’m doing
And even if I’m going through Hell
I’ll lift my head up high and smile
And say I’m doing well

Though I’ve been damaged
There’s still love in this heart of mine
There’s a light refusing to die
As it fights every moment to shine

When I wake up everyday
And the world hits me with its best shot
It may knock me to the ground
And I’ll smile and say is that all you got

You will never know the battle I’m
Fighting and I will never surrender
I can play the role better than the best
I’m The Great Pretender

Written By:Charles Kean
05/28/2025
Chuck Kean Dec 2022
The Hardest Part

     Oh Lord Jesus, I’ve always heard
If it sounds too good to be true
Then I should never trust it
So how can I believe in you

Can it really be that simple
As easy as you make it seem
How am I supposed to know
The reality from the dream

What about the joy and tell me
What about the pain
What about the Sunshine and
What about the rain

What about the darkness and
What about the Moon glow
What about the light and
What about the shadow

Softly a voice said unto me
Take my hand, give me your heart
I’ll be right here beside you and
Carry you through the hardest part

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright ©️ 12/30/2022
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Chuck Kean Mar 2020
The Heart Of A Knight

   He’s a warrior, a gallant knight
He’s a fearless dragon slayer
He’s got no time for love, he hides
His heart under many a layer

He walks to his quarters alone
He see’s his life with certain clarity
And he hardens his heart
Knowing this is his destiny

Though at times he feels his King
Abuses his power with his dominion
He must honor his King and keep
His pledge to the people of the kingdom

She was of Cinderella beauty
Living her life in poverty
With only dreams of love
But also aware of her own destiny

One evening coming home from his
Routine patrol he saw her at the well
Instantly he knew his life had changed
For he had fallen under her spell

She too had felt something
That she thought she would never feel
The magic was in the air, something
So powerfully undeniably real

Cupid had saved them both
From their dark and doomed plight
With an arrow that pierced through the
Armor and the heart of a knight

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/04/2020
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Chuck Kean Jun 2020
The Heart Of America

  Together we stand
Divided we fall
All for one
And one for all

This is what was
This was the heart
Beating strong and true
But it’s now broken apart

Now it’s divided we stand
And I don’t care if you fall
There’s no love for thy neighbor
There’s no love at all

Only the strong will survive
There’s no future or hope, it’s just hate
When the weak are dead, they’ll turn
On each other and this is the fate

Destiny when they don’t know how to
Farm or hunt or cook
They think they can take and take
Then they’ll see what they took

I can see the future clear in their world
The farmer is dead and his crop too
His cattle and chickens as well
With nothing to renew

Then they’ll have it all and have nothing
All the money with nothing to buy
The cars the houses no fuel no law
Not a thing no factory for supply

This is the Liberal way
They think this is best
Back to the days
Of the Wild Wild West

**** or be killed
Nothing left to live for or die for
Just empty city streets and barren land
And time ticking away to hell’s door

The liberals, what’s yours is mine
Though they didn’t work a day
But it’s not fair if anyone has it
And they don’t, are the words they say

But in reality when they get what they
Want, they will have nothing at all
Everything will be worthless when it’s
Divided we stand and I don’t care if you fall

Because now there’s no love
Only hate and hysteria
That’s what we have beating
In the heart of America

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/03/2020
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Chuck Kean Feb 2020
The Hills Of Winter

      As I drove the highway I couldn’t help
But notice the abandoned look
Like something Evil,a forest in a
Fairy tales story book

A transparency, or invisibility as I could
see through the trees as far as the eye sees
For all the trees were naked
Having lost all of their leaves

The landscape looked barren like it was
another planet from another galaxy
Oh though the hills still rolled as before
It just seemed so sad like a lost legacy

I felt as if an Evil Witch or Warlock
Or the Devil himself had cast a spell
Because looking across the vast wasteland
It resembled my visions of Hell

The gloom of the season with the darkness
As the clouds blocked out the Sun light
I had visions of an epic battle between
A magnificent Dragon and a Gallant Knight

But even with all of this it seemed
These hills had lost all of their splendor
Just my observation as I drove through
The hills of winter

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 2/16/2018
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Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Copied and pasted, I didn’t write this.

Alas they've come for Dr. SEUSS, they wish to hang him with a noose. They claim his tales were racist bent, they judged him fast, missed what he meant.  
But if we look inside his tales, you'll find the balance of the scales.  Remember when Horton heard a Who, and we heard the wisdom of the Lorax too.  The lesson behind Green Eggs and Ham,  that changed the mind of Sam I am.  Remember too the rotten Grinch, who once would never give an inch. He taught us lessons, one and all, boys and girls, big and small.  
So if you've judged his works as poor, you should re-read them, I implore.  The man we know as Dr. SEUSS, turned our imaginations loose.  His impact was beyond compare, he taught us it was good to care.  To accept the red, the blue, the green, and on each other we can lean.  
So if you still won't give an inch, your heart has hardened like the Grinch.  Release the grudge, the hate, the rue, and embrace the hope of Cindy Lou.
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Chuck Kean Sep 2022
The Hummingbird & Butterfly

     Like a Hummingbird he was swift
He was smooth as he stole her heart
Like a Butterfly she was graceful
With her fluttering flight from the start

But the nectar made him high
It changed who he was inside
Slowly over time the love they
Had withered and died

She stayed by his side until she passed
Even with all the damage done
Shattered hearts love destroyed
See the path of the tears as they run

Some will still argue that love
Can be beautiful and full of magic
Even though the story is repeated
Over and over and it ends so tragic

I for one can testify on the behalf of love
With a hand on the Bible not to lie
Love can triumph and we can learn from
The story of The Hummingbird & Butterfly

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 09/05/2022
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Chuck Kean Jun 2022
The Hurting Lingers

    Above any thoughts of infidelity
Our love I thought was strong
But in your eyes I see your quilt
And I realize that I was wrong

You threw it away like it was trash
A bond that never should have fallen apart
But carelessly and thoughtlessly
You had no regard for my fragile heart

Why is love so hard to find yet so easy to
Lose and cause so much pain
Love’s bliss lives in the warmth Of Sunshine
Yet the heartache lives in the rain

As the tears fall from my eyes
I see the promise of love turn to rust
This heart of mine bleeds and in
Love never again will it trust

Forever when I reminisce I’ll see
Love as it slips through my fingers
Forced to live with a broken heart
As The Hurting Lingers

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/28/2022
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Chuck Kean Feb 2021
The Iceman Cometh

  Legend has it in the darkness,
In the freezing cold terror reigns
The nights are filled with fear
And ice is the blood in his veins

They say he comes down from the north
And he rejoices when the west wind blows
He is as evil as the Devil himself and he
Leaves death behind wherever he goes

You can hear him whisper in the wind
As the air rushes past your ear
You can feel his chill on your neck and spine
And all your senses tell you he’s near

You’ll be his next victim if you ignore
The warning signs I’ve explained
And nothing of you will be left behind
And everything will be bloodstained

He’s known as the black sheep son of old
Man winter and as temperatures plumeth
You can be sure that death is imminent
As the Iceman cometh

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/14/2021
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Chuck Kean Apr 2024
The Invisibility Of Poverty

        The world never really sleeps
Life is lived in some type of capacity
We were meant for love and compassion
But that concept is beyond our mentality

Obviously we’ve been separated
There’s good guys and the bad guys
There’s the political left and right
And there’s no rule that applies

Once there was a dominant lower
And middle And upper class
But the middle is disappearing
Bitten by the snakes in the grass

And every day we just pass each other
By as we do what we need to survive
As everything is designed to cater
To the rich so that they can thrive

And every day greed takes more
Control without care of the inequality
And the world turns and the people live
With The Invisibility Of Poverty

Written By:Charles Kean
04/06/2024
Chuck Kean Aug 31
Their First

    When he first laid his eyes upon her
He couldn’t believe how it made him feel
To him the whole universe came to a
Halt and literally time stood still

He knew he had to meet her but he
Wasn’t a player, he had no game
He knew one thing for certain
His life would never be the same

His line was completely lame
But he was easy on the eyes
She could sense his nervousness
And she knew he was without disguise

They got together for their first date
He found it difficult to speak
In her presence he had butterflies in
His stomach and his knees were weak

They were without a script
There was nothing that was rehearsed
They both felt a tingle when they kissed
It was magical it was Their First

Written By:Charles Kean
08/31/2025
Chuck Kean Feb 5
The Irrational Mind

    I’m writing this here today
To bring awareness of the unstable
As we move further into the future
More and more will be set upon our table

Trans Gender is just another example
Of the overwhelming new trend
Whether it’s drugs or alcohol or dementia
Or just a mental illness unable to mend

The number of people suffering is rising
At an alarming out of control rate
It’s something that isn’t talked about
Though we’re beyond the crisis state

I’m talking to you as a man who’s had
More than my fair share of experience
And in each there’s a difference in the
Aspects and the individual variance

If you find yourself face to face
Ones mannerisms are well defined
And you must maintain a mind rational
When dealing with The Irrational Mind

Written By:Charles Kean
02/05/2025
Chuck Kean Apr 12
The Knife In My Back

    Hey you Marion, a charade you are
I trusted you a friend
You did what you did and you’re
Gone and I’m still here in the end

Everybody saw a country pumpkin
You were wonderful in their eyes
Nobody ever knew the evil beneath
The skin of your elaborate disguise

Then one day it came to be
I was able to get a closer look
I saw the Demon inside as clearly
As the illustrations in a book

You didn’t like yourself for your slip
So you tried quickly to ruin me
I didn’t get a chance to expose
The Truth and let everyone see

You decapitated my reputation with
One drop of the blade of a guillotine
Then you disappeared without a trace
Never again to be seen

So I was just the last victim
From another cowardly attack
I survived the damage done but
I’ll never forget The Knife In My Back

Written By:Charles Kean
04/11/2025
Chuck Kean Jun 2024
The Last Dinosaur

     Once there was eight born in order
Three males and a female and repeat
First there was School and then came
Work all within the system of defeat

I was number six of the eight but life
Came to each in different ways
And nothing is ever as clear as black
And white it’s filled with shades of grays

Dinosaur one his retirement came natural
Dinosaur two the same but not for three
And not for four, five is still working but
Soon naturally he will also be finally free

Number five and I came close to death
Him only once but I was four times dead
But seven and eight they too dropped out
Early and no longer chase the bread

Five told me that the social worker was
Working on his plan to walk out the door
Now obviously after the simple math
You guessed it, I’m The Last Dinosaur

Written By:Charles Kean
06/15/2024
Chuck Kean Jun 2024
The Last Exodus

       Modern man has had his reign
Annihilation is ultimately inevitable
Lawlessness has taken up domain
The message of Jesus is undeliverable

The people live in denial and un excepting
Of the gift of their blessedness
They live carefree and without Consequences indulging in their decadence

With a lack of acknowledgement comes
A life that’s connectionless
And without a Devine intervention
We become a society that’s directionless

The choice is of our free will and we’re so
Accepting of all of the behavior indecorous
And our time is running out and we must
Rediscover that which is precedence

It’s time to put the Creator our Lord
Jesus first again and know his excellence
If we wish our souls to be received in
Heaven upon the time of The Last Exodus

Written By: Charles Kean
06/10/2024
Chuck Kean Jun 2024
The Last Time

     Today I’m walking in Sunshine
Free from yesterday’s rain
Today my life is full of Joy
Free from yesterday’s pain

Today my eyes are wide open
And there’s beauty in what I see
Now that the vail of darkness
Can no longer hide it from me

There’s a new awareness in all of
My senses now that the truth is revealed
I’ve surrendered my life, I’m born again
All of my brokenness has been healed

I can’t believe that I wanted to take my
Own life in a time long ago
And if I had, the life I live now
Is a life I would never know

And now that sound of Hells Bells
As they constantly chime
Is a sound that has been silenced
And I’ve heard them for The Last Time

Written By:Charles Kean
06/23/2024
Chuck Kean May 8
The Laws Of Physics

     According to Science, the Laws of
Physics Cannot Be inverted
In fact nothing is free will or choice
Everything is predetermined

As humans everyday decisions we
Think are free will Are not our own
You think you chose to order a pizza
Nope you’re just a robot drone

With this logic can there be
Punishment for crime
Is our life meaningless and
Is it just wasted time

If our actions are not our own
We cannot be held accountable
There can be no consequences
If we’re not the ones responsible

This is where Science crosses the line
And I am one of its biggest critics
Theory or fact I still disagree with
The Laws Of Physics

Written By:Charles Kean
Because I chose to write it
05/07/2025
Chuck Kean Jul 21
The Left Handed Power

      Don’t let it Happen, no, no
Don’t let this world get to you
Negatively and worry can always be
Defeated by a positive point of view

When darkness falls on the city
And it seems to follow you too
Jesus will be your guiding light
When there’s nothing you can do

A Demons whisper can steal your
Happiness like a thief in the night
A simple suggestion can lead to
Temptation and wrong can feel so right

You’re only human and you can easily
Be found vulnerable in your weakness
But with Jesus you’ll find strength
Despite your flaws and meekness

So just give your heart to Jesus and get
Drenched in his Love & Grace Shower
And you’ll never have to surrender to
The Left Handed Power

Written By:Charles Kean
07/21/2025
Chuck Kean Jun 2022
The Legend Of Featherstone

   There’s a town just south of Savannah
Georgia and it’s named Darien
There lived a man named Featherstone
He lived like the ancient proletarian

It was in the time just after the civil war
As the story goes there we’re souls lingering
Confederate spirits that didn’t cross over
And their hauntings were shivering

Featherstone was the meanest man
In town and he stood six foot six
He’d beat another man to a pulp
And he’d do it just for kicks

But underneath deep inside
He proved he had a heart of gold
He put it in his head to end evil’s reign
Before he got too old

On a crisp September evening, the Moon
Was full and the fog was thick
They told him that it couldn’t be done
And he simply replied Aw Fiddlesticks

He slammed down his last Whiskey
Just before the toll of the midnight bell
He said I’ll end this evilness and take it
Where it belongs down in Hell

He walked out of the saloon with a chilling
Laughter that echoed throughout the town
He screamed hey demons of the Devil I’m
Gonna defeat you if I lay my life down

You could hear the Erie battle as the
Demons squealed one by one
The fight went on and on and on
Until the very last spirit was gone

Fight fire with fire and evil with evil
And the gore will chill you to the bone
Hear the echo of the battle and his laughter
And know The Legend Of Featherstone

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/18/2022
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Chuck Kean Jan 2020
The Legend Of The Death Train

    In the still of the night
You can hear the engine moan
Soon you know the bell will toll
Another soul will die alone

Like a tsunami
Leaving destruction in its wake
It is relentless as it rolls down the track
With the lives it will take

Like a story from the twilight zone
Or something evil from a witches spell
In your ear you hear the deathly screams
From the deepest depths of hell

As the clock strikes midnight
You hear the whistle blow
You look in the sky and see
The moon in an eerie glow

Then you hear a sound you’ve
Never heard and you can’t explain
A dark and deep devils growl
And a man screech in pain

You feel a strong breeze come over you
And it’s hotter than the Suns mid day heat
You look down and see a mans
Head roll from the hill to your feet

It’s a living nightmare that leaves
You with a heavy chilling fear
You will forever dread the night
And any train whistle you hear

For you know as sure as there’s
A heaven above evil will also reign
Because you witnessed first hand
The legend of the death train

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/24/2020
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In honor of a poem I posted Midnight train written in 2016
I thought I would try to write something new
But with a familiar haunt. Train whistles are lonely and eerie and so I hope I did it justice.
I just wrote this. It was after one am changed title
Chuck Kean Jan 2023
The Lord Of The Kings

    In your darkness, in your despair
And everything else the Devil brings
There’s No magnitude of your woes
Too much for The Lord Of The Kings

When your tears are falling and your
Pain is too much for your heartstrings
Just keep your faith and remember the
Power of The Lord Of The Kings

Take your troubles and your worries
Gather all your burdening things
Bring them to the altar and give them
To The Lord Of The Kings

Watch it all just fly away
As the Angels spread their wings
It’s all just another one of the miracles
Provided by The Lord Of The Kings

Peace will come into your heart
As softly the Church bell rings
You’ll feel love like never before
And know it’s Jesus The Lord Of The Kings

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright ©️ 01/10/2023
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jun 2023
The Lost

     She was so young and so pretty
She was Daddy’s little girl
He told her she could be anything
A Ballerina, she loved to twirl

She loved clear summer nights
She spent them stareing at the Stars
Maybe she could be a female astronaut
And be the first to walk on Mars

She had so much potential and
She had so many dreams
But she fell in love with a guy
Making promises and working schemes

Nothing ever seemed to go her way
She was overwhelmed with her situation
All she ever wanted was to be happy
She began using artificial stimulation

She ultimately became addicted
And her heart and soul became the cost
She had so much life to be lived but now
She’s all but invisible and one of The Lost

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright ©️ 06/06/2023
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jun 2023
The Love Snakes

       Be careful of loves bite, for
Loves venom will flow through your veins
The poison will quickly leave you to
Succumb while love slowly reigns

Beware the love Cobra
Their venom is lies
Their target area is straight
Into your trusting eyes

Don’t forget about the love Boa
His love is control and constricting
He’ll squeeze you so tightly
You’ll find his love slowly suffocating

Love rattler he’s a bad boy with a
Clear warning to stay away
His fangs are long his movements swift
It’s not a game I suggest you play

To feed your appetite for love
Please know all of the stakes
The love King is tamable and good
With kids and the best of The Love Snakes

Written By:Charles Kean
06/26/2023
Chuck Kean Feb 2020
The Man Without A Shadow

    Now we’ve all got stories to tell
And I like to tell mine from time to time
But when I tell them
I tell them in my simple rhyme

Now we’ve all had loves that have
Left our worlds torn apart
What we thought was forever love
And we were left with a broken heart

This is a story about a man that I know
Who rolled the dice and played the game
But he lost it all, yes everything
And he will never, ever be the same

You see when he first saw her
He couldn’t help but be starry-eyed
But he should have known
She would never be satisfied

Now things aren’t always sunshine and roses
But that’s how she wanted it to be
He gave her his love, even though
The warning signs were plain to see

She left him one stormy night
As lightning was flashing across the sky
He pleaded with her not to go
As they both began to cry

Now a darkness follows him
As his heart is filled with pain
Doomed to walk forever
In this never ending rain

But with no sunshine
There’s never gonna be a rainbow
With no light shining through, he’ll
Forever be the man without a shadow

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/11/2020
All rights reserved
Inspiration from Mark S
Dedicated to Mark S
Chuck Kean Feb 2020
The Master And Me

      It’s a miracle that I am still alive
Fighting against all odds and the Masters jive
My bracket is dead but I still breathe
As we come to the end the battle continues to seethe

With every ounce of myself I will give
As the Master must die for all to live
I’ll apologize now if I should fail
I’ll take this fight to the darkest debts of Hell

I understand that I am not wise
I have never tried to deceive with a disguise
I am battle tested and battle weary
I fight without a formula or scientific theory

There is no way to have a full proof battle plan
You just have to stand toe to toe,man to man
Find the heart to rise higher and higher
And fight Fire with Fire

I know that all of my warriors have died
I’ve grieved and I’ve cried
Their lives lost,in vain I vow this not to be
As we fight on it’s down to just the Master and Me

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 04/08/2019
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Basketball Bracket battle last year
Against one who calls himself Master
Because he has won so many times
I was the victor in the end!!!
Chuck Kean Jun 2020
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
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Oct 2020
The Night Of The Dolls

       They are creepy and so life like
Their eyes seem to follow you
You pass it off as silliness yet down
Your spine a chill passes through

You tell yourself that dolls can’t
Hurt you and you denounce your fear
But something inside still makes you
Tremble when the night grows near

Like the stories of the werewolf and
Dracula at times the Moon is full
You know deep down there’s something
About it that let’s Evil rule

You’ve heard the myths and know
Of the legend of a baby’s cry
You’ve seen the tombstones of the dead
And know a possessed doll needs no alibi

But stuff like this isn’t really real
Yet there’s still this Erie feeling
You lay down in your bed and you
See a strange shadow upon the ceiling

You’re paralyzed and you’re about to die
You’re surrounded by a hundred eyeballs
And you realize the stories were true
And this is the night of the dolls

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/16/2020
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Dedicated to my niece Karla
Who once stated that dolls
Creep her out.
Chuck Kean Jan 5
The One

     Attention all people gather around
Let me extend an official lathe
To tell you amazing stories about
People whom had unwavering faith

Like the story of Noah, a righteous man
Instructed to prepare for the rain
He was told to build an Ark
And the people thought he was insane

They mocked him as he built
His vessel designed to scon
Then came the rain and they
Soon realized that he was the one

Now there’s the story of Moses
He said to the Pharaoh let thy people go
He was also laughed at and mocked
As the Pharaoh stood fast with a no

Then the plagues came to destroy
The Pharaoh and the Evil that did spawn
And the day of freedom came
And they knew Moses was the one

But here’s the most amazing, for every
Person that feels like Delta Dawn
And you’ve surely lost your way
Remember he left the 99 For The One

Written By:Charles Kean
01/05/2025
Chuck Kean Jun 6
The Other Side

     Well I’ve given my life to Jesus, it
Doesn’t mean I think I’m better than you
It just means I’m going to try to be the
Best I can be with everything I do

I feel the love of Jesus so powerful
The Demons just can’t bare it
I feel compelled by a force I’ve never
Felt pushing me to share it

You have the choice to believe
And you have the choice to deny
I’m not gonna say you’re right or wrong
There’s no judgment in my eyes

All I can do is tell of my experience
I hope you can feel the passion
When you see me in my Jesus apparel
I hope you know it’s not for fashion

I’m proud of the Man I am today
My love for Jesus I’ll never hide
And when our time on Earth is over
I pray I’ll see you on The Other Side

Written By:Charles Kean
06/05/2025
Chuck Kean Dec 2023
The Oxymoron

         Well I went to a seafood restaurant
The best I could hope, it was worth the trip
I was reading the menu and I laughed
Reading they had Jumbo Shrimp

During the dinner conversation led
Into things we had planned for tomorrow
And as we were preparing to leave
I was overwhelmed with sweet sorrow

I went to bed around two Am just wanting
Sleep but my mind was in defiance
And I found that after I turned off the noise
I couldn’t sleep for the Thundering Silence

I felt a feeling of loneliness, as if I were
Just like a useless garden Gnome
And that’s just an added silly Simile
But I’ll leave those for another poem

As I wind this down, please be aware of the
Anti Christ speaking words of the Koran
And the media as their truth is only lies
And so this ends my poetry of the Oxymoron

Written By:Charles Kean
12/29/2023
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
The Past Is Gone

     Some people say that I dwell
In the darkness of my one time hell
I don’t feel that I am bottled up in my despair
People take their pain to therapists to share

We all must vent before we blow
The reason for our pain we’ll never know
Jesus has taken me by the hand
He is helping me to understand

When I put it down in my simple rhyme
It helps release the hurt from that time
So I take what’s on my mind and write
To show the dark and the light

I tell people about what was once before
And they can see that it is no more
I have come a long way this I know
But I can see I still have a long way to go

I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me
I don’t need them to necessarily agree
God is healing the scars I thought would
Never heal
But know those scars are real

I am still awkward and strange
But I accept the things that I cannot change
I am moving forward no longer in a lull
And for the Lord waits my soul

The Devil will still use my darkness in his fight
God will be victorious with his light
I assure you all I am moving on
Though I still write about it,the past is gone

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright 10/16/2018
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
The Past Is Gone

     Some people say that I dwell
In the darkness of my one time hell
I don’t feel that I am bottled up in my despair
People take their pain to therapists to share

We all must vent before we blow
The reason for our pain we’ll never know
Jesus has taken me by the hand
He is helping me to understand

When I put it down in my simple rhyme
It helps release the hurt from that time
So I take what’s on my mind and write
To show the dark and the light

I tell people about what was once before
And they can see that it is no more
I have come a long way this I know
But I can see I still have a long way to go

I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me
I don’t need them to necessarily agree
God is healing the scars I thought would
Never heal
But know those scars are real

I am still awkward and strange
But I accept the things that I cannot change
I am moving forward no longer in a lull
And for the Lord waits my soul

The Devil will still use my darkness in his fight
God will be victorious with his light
I assure you all I am moving on
Though I still write about it,the past is gone

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright 10/16/2018
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2022
The Perilous Realm

   The knights ride off into the valley
Knowing that they may never return
Their hearts are heavy as they leave
Filled with much concern

For there’s a thousand obstacles to
Overcome and a thousand ways to die
They must slay the Dragon and return
To the King with the Dragons eye

First task is to make it through
The valley of the walking dead
Knowing as they travel many lives
Will be lost and much blood will be bled

They must also survive the beast of the
Forest of the demon shadows
So they stop to pray and vow to
Honor their oath of the sacred rose

The kingdom is dependent upon the
Knights, the Dragon must be destroyed
For if the knights fail life in the kingdom
May become a thing of void

Their quest is to catch the Dragon as he
Sleeps just beyond the ancient elm
In his cave at the top of fire mountain
So begins the journey of the perilous realm

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/15/2022
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Chuck Kean Jun 2020
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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Chuck Kean Mar 2022
The Power Of The Cross

    
    The world can hit me again and again
It can hit me with everything its got
The Devil can burn me with his fire
With a fire of the hottest of hot

He can put me in the center of the
Darkness of a permanent night
And I will focus on Jesus and I will
To my faith hold on tight

It’s a different world now
In more ways than one
Some say the end is near
Soon we’ll all be gone

I’m just a man trying to survive
As this old world spins
When everyone thinks it’s a competition
I’ve got news, nobody wins

You can have this world and your greed
Go ahead and focus on your profit and loss
I’ll just sit back and relax and I’ll focus
On my Faith and the power of the cross

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/24/2022
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jun 2024
The Price Of This Mistake

        It’s after midnight and I’m looking
Out my window watching the pouring rain
Uncontrollably my tears are falling, I never
Knew a heart could endure such pain

I know it was my fault, and my apologies
Feel like worthless words I just say
I can’t turn back the hands of time
But oh how I wish there was a way

If I could have or if I would have done
What I should have but it’s too late
Now I must carry on without you
And face the destiny of my fate

Maturity comes from lessons learned
As we grow from day to day
But I’m a slow learner and I always
Seem to learn things the hard way

They say that time always heals but I
Fear for this could be an eternal heartbreak
And I know I’ll spend the rest of my life
Paying The Price Of This Mistake

Written By:Charles Kean
06/05/2024
Chuck Kean May 2022
The Quest From The Inside

   Surrounded by darkness and
Infested with demons deep within
Praying for survival of my soul
Lost in my direction where do I begin

Brainwashed with worthlessness
Left with a heart that turned to stone
In humanity a lost trust and at an early
Age forced to survive on my own

Constantly struggling with the echoes
From my past consumed with self doubt
I feared my life would be lived in my
Eternal hell with no way out

But unrealized at the time, there were
Angels assigned to watch over me
And only later in my life was it revealed
My eyes were opened so that I could see

I realized nothing was random or by chance
Yet indeed life was from creation
And I knew that I had to release my Pride
And all of my reasons for my vexation

Finding faith from the unknown
And unseen unto myself I died
Born again,sins washed away
Thus began the quest from the inside

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 05/24/2022
All rights reserved
From my true life experience
Written because healing is from
The inside out, God Bless!!!
Chuck Kean Jan 2024
The Rap

       I love my poetry and I will say
It time after time after time
I know poetry doesn’t have to include
It but I have respect for the rhyme

There’s a certain element you get
When you hear it in the song
And it can be quite beautiful even if
It’s about a good love gone wrong

I know that I’m not Shakespeare
So I just take the advice of KISS
Keep it simple stupid so that’s why
I write my poetry like this

Though I say to each his own
I question the beauties cost
When the artist can take happy birthday
And it sounds intimidating and it’s lost

There’s nothing about it that is good
It just sounds like horrible crap
Go ahead and call me old fashioned
But I say **** The Rap

Written By:Charles Kean
01/01/2024
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