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Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Stepping Stone

    I gave you my heart so easily
You didn’t have to take it
My love for you was real
I didn’t have to fake it

I was the one beside you all the way
While you were chasing your dreams
And I was the one pulling you back together
When you were falling apart at the seams

I was there to hold you when you would
Wake up from your nightmare
I would tell you everything will Be
Alright each time you were in despair

And in the blindness of my love
I couldn’t see through your disguise
I lost myself in the magic of love
Because I saw the universe in your eyes

I made it possible for you to reach for the
Stars and now here I am on my own
You got everything you ever wanted, now
I realize I was just your stepping stone

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/12/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Oct 17
Still Fallen
  
        It was love at first sight
Though I couldn’t believe it was true
I kept telling myself that it couldn’t be
But I was falling for you

We dated for a year and I made one
Promise that I knew I could keep
So I took a chance to risk it all and I
Walked to the edge and took that leap

You made me forget all of the times
My heart was turned to stone
You gave me your heart and told me
You’d never leave me alone

And now after all these years
I still find it hard to speak
I still get butterflies in my stomach
And my knees still get weak

Our love is a blessing and it’s stronger
Everyday without any signs of stallen
The spark that ignited the flame and it’s
Still burning bright and I’m Still Fallen

Written By:Charles Kean
10/17/2024
Dedicated to my Wife Cindy
Love you Forever Babe ❤️❤️❤️
Chuck Kean Mar 2022
Stop The Rain

     The world knew her as beautifully broken
But no one knew her name
She was permanently scared by love
And no man could stop the rain

He gave his everything and
Loving her drove him insane
When everything isn’t enough
Nothing can stop the rain

How can you trust love
When love is nothing but pain
How can you see love through the
Darkness when you can’t stop the rain

Lightning strikes across the sky
Tears fall on the picture frame
When love comes and breaks your heart
Witches and warlocks can’t stop the rain

Love is so hard to find when love is
So easy to lose, what can you gain
If you risk your heart for love
Knowing you just can’t stop the rain

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/22/2022
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2022
Suddenly

    They were strangers at the same party
Their eyes met, love at first sight suddenly
Wedding plans were made and a month
Later they were married so suddenly

Their love was bliss and it didn’t take
Long a positive pregnancy so suddenly
They were so happy with excitement
And anxiety everything coming suddenly

A house was bought and they moved in
Nursery complete so suddenly
She’s going into labor he’s at work
And they call get to the hospital suddenly

He hears over the phone there’s complications things going wrong suddenly
He’s driving as fast as he can
He must get there suddenly

He prayed don’t take them from me
If you need someone, take me suddenly
And a semi runs a red light and hit him
Broadside and it took his life suddenly

And a cheer was heard loud in delivery
Momma and baby are doing fine suddenly
And someone had to tell mamma the
News and everything changed so suddenly

Our lives so precious, so live and love
And change your life suddenly
For life is too short and temporary and
In the blink of an eye it can end that suddenly

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/08/2022
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean May 1
Take It Back

       Since The first time we met
Somehow I guess I stole your heart
And you gave me your love ignoring
All the red flags from the very start

You told yourself you were the Angel
That was here to save my soul
But clearly you were blinded and you
Couldn’t see the Devil was in control

Despite all that was against you it
Amazed me how you always gave your best
Though you never really made any
Progress and you always failed the test

I had truly convinced myself that
There would never come a day
No I never thought you could give up
On love and you’d just walk away

I kept pushing your limits to see how
Far you would bend before you would break
I guess this was the last straw and
It was more than you could take

I shouldn’t be surprised after constantly
Shaking the foundation, it would crack
And as easily as you gave your love to me
There’d come a day you’d Take It Back

Written By:Charles Kean
05/01/2024
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
Thanks Everybody

  Thanks for reading and liking and
Even loving my poetry
I write all of the time
Some of this stuff is old and
Some is new. I am writing a book
Titled Heart Felt Flight.
I wrote a song with that title and
It’s about giving myself to Jesus.
The poems I am sharing will be incorporated into this book.
Just testing the waters to see if anyone would be interested. Thanks so much for your love. I actually didn’t think anyone cared about poetry anymore.
The following is the lyrics to my song.
I write lyrics as well as poetry.
Let me know what you think.

        Heart  felt flight
  
  There was a time when I
Was lost, I didn't know
But I feel it in my heart
I've just begun to grow

I trust in his word
I feel that it's right
I give myself to Jesus
For a heart felt flight

(C) Now I'm on a heart
felt flight
It doesn't matter how dark
The night
I'm on a heart felt flight
I see everything in a brand
New light
And I know everything's gonna be alright
Now that I'm on a heart
Felt flight

Now everything I do
And everywhere I go
He's put his love into me
And I want it to show

I want everyone to see
His love shining bright
And forever I want to be
On this heart felt flight

(C) Now I'm on a heart
Felt flight
It doesn't matter how dark
The night
I'm on a heart felt flight
I see everything in a brand
New light
And I know everything's gonna be alright
Now that I'm on a heart
Felt flight

(Music Interlude solo)

(B) And forever I want to be
On this heart felt flight
Yes forever I want to be
On this heart felt flight

(Repeat last two verses)
(C) (B) End in music

Written By: Charles Kean
Copy right 02/09/10
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Oct 2020
The Angels Tears

   It’s only logical, listen to me
And what I’m about to share
You don’t have to live a life alone
If deep down you can prove you care

So you’re a tough guy
You’ve got your pride
But if you want love
You’ve gotta put it aside

You’ve gotta be willing
To open up your heart
You’ve gotta be gentle and genuine
Be a soul mate and counterpart

If you want an Angel, be her Heaven
And treat her well
Because my dear friend
Angels don’t live in Hell

You’ve got to be able to comfort
Her and take away her fears
And never be the reason
For the Angels tears

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/21/2020
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Feb 25
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
Chuck Kean Aug 2022
The Best Is To Feel

     In the middle of the the night
I’m in rem in the middle of a dream
Nothing is real but it’s what I feel
And oh how real it can seem

With my eyes closed, I take a journey
Into the unknown everything is a mystery
Even if I’ve been down the road before
And it’s just a part of my history

When the day is over and I come home
To my love and we embrace
It’s amazing to feel her love and my
Troubles she can easily erase

With my eyes closed we come lip
To lip and lock into a passionate kiss
It’s always like the first time
Like I’ve never felt anything like this

When I bow my head and I pray
I feel the love of God in my soul
The warmth overwhelmingly comforts
Me and I know he’s in control

With my eyes closed I see his kingdom
So beautiful and so bright
I feel so wonderful inside and
It feels like a big hug nice and tight

Everything  in life that we experience
With touch and smell or sight are real
But the best things in life with our eyes
Closed The Best Is To Feel

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/08/2022
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Feb 26
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
Chuck Kean Feb 2020
The Cross

The cross upon which
He died because of his
Endless love for mankind
Crucified for all to see and know
Reigning over the Devil and his
Oppression of darkness and hate
Sinners one and all can have
Salvation if they receive his gift

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 08/23/2018
All rights reserved
The first letter of each line
Also spells out the title.
Chuck Kean Mar 9
The Damage Done

      Now that it’s gone
I can’t stop the rain
Starting over again
The damage done

I am so badly broken
I am so deeply defeated
I am so lost in self pity
The damage done

Take away my eyes
Take away my heart
Take away my mind
The damage done

I am so lost without her
I am so deep in depression
I am so very hopeless
The damage done

Take away the Sun
Take away my dreams
Take away my desires
The Damage Done

Written By:Charles Kean
03/09/2024
Just Poetry
Chuck Kean Oct 2021
The Day She Said Goodbye

     His darkness fell upon him like an Atomic Bomb his destruction was likewise as well
Needless to say the rest of his days he
Will live his life in an eternal Hell

She was his heartbeat she was his everything
His world revolved around her
He never took it for granted but
Forever together of this he was sure

The day was like any other day but we all
Know things can change in the blink of an eye
The date was nine eleven two thousand one
The time was eight forty six, her time to die

They were both good people and I wonder
What is the purpose for their fate
The answer is there is no reason, it’s just
The Devil and his whisper of hate

The earthly Angels were there in abundance
As well and some received their wings
Two thousand nine hundred and ninety seven people perished and it rips my heartstrings

This is the proof that the battle between good
And evil still rages on and it’s not a lie
We must all remember this day as he will forever remember the day she said goodbye

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/06/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Dec 2021
The Day The Fallen Angels Return

     The end of days is upon us but
It doesn’t mean time will stop tomorrow
But seeing the way people are behaving
Makes my heart fill with sorrow

Most of us will probably already be dead
On the day the air is filled with humans cry
And the Sun is no longer visible, obscured
By a dark devilish apocalyptic sky

As I observe the coming of the worlds fate
The nearer it gets there’s more rejection
His love is true and for all to receive
But no one seems to welcome his affection

If in your heart you just wish to deny
It’s okay you have that right
If you’re reading this now you’ll most
Likely also be gone before this night

You’ll already know where you’ll be
Spending eternity or nothing at all
Because some don’t believe in God
Or the Devil but I wouldn’t make that call

I pray that all whom are still alive that
Final day will have no cause for concern
Having given their hearts to Jesus
Before the day the fallen Angels return

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/24/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Mar 2021
The Death Of A My Bracket

   It’s tournament time again
My brackets are in
I’ve got my fingers crossed
Praying for my teams to win

The first and second round was a flurry
Of underdogs fighting to stay in the chase
When the madness was over
Surprisingly I was in first place

I originally had four brackets in and tonight
Drastically by the smallest margin in score
Three of my brackets bit the dust
And they don’t exist anymore

I’ve got one still hanging on and for the
Money I’m depending on its survival
And it’s killing me because I am forced to
Root for TTUN, The Ohio State Rival

But if I am to win it all I’ve got to root
For a team called Gonzaga
Can anyone feel my pain and
Can you understand my saga

Every year It drives me insane
They come and put me in a straitjacket
Because one minute I’m in first place
The next I witness the death of my bracket

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/28/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 8
The Depths

      As I age each day I realize things
That I never realized before
I don’t know if you can call it wisdom
Maybe it’s just medicine for the cure

I see myself in a time long ago
And I see myself in the here and now
Sometimes I feel that I haven’t changed
But boy have things changed and how

As the past continues to get further away
And as much as I love that it’s behind me
I’ve realized that the past has made me
Who I am and now it’s clear to see

I had to live through it and I had to be
Where I Am here in this place
I’m in the present because of the past
It’s all relative to time and space

I couldn’t be this man without the past
And breathing each of my breaths
And sometimes we must re visit the past
To understand The Depths

Written By:Charles Kean
01/08/2024
Chuck Kean Mar 2023
The Devil, I Knew Him Well

      Well I’ve set at his table
I’ve smelled his breath, intoxicating
His saliva dripping while he eats
His control is suffocating

Take my words and take heed
I was locked in a cage
He fed on my anger and he became
Stronger from my rage

The more I cried
He found it to be exhilarating
I was driven mad
My tempers infuriating

The secret of his game is
He’s the master deceiver
My victory and my escape was
Because in Jesus I became a believer

Out of the ashes I rose, so trust when I
Say There is a Heaven and a Hell
Because now I know Jesus and yes
The Devil, I Knew Him Well

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright ©️ 03/03/2023
All Rights Reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
The Devil Is Only As Strong
                 As you Are Weak

  Life is a card game we must
Play the hand we are dealt
Life can pick you up and it can drop
You on your head and leave a welt

Like a roller coaster with all its twist
And curves and ups and downs
You’ll encounter all kinds of people
The good, the bad and the clowns

You can live in the darkness of your past
Or something you are going through
You may feel helpless and feel that
There is nothing you can do

God says I am here my child
You will never be alone
Yet so many ignore him and
Feel they are on their own

With his love, I have strength and a voice
As to which he wishes me to speak
With him you can be strong and know
The Devil is only as strong as you are weak

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright 12/10/2019
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Nov 2023
The Devils Game

       Call me insensitive or call me whatever you wish, even call me down right mean
But in my eyes I can see the true evil
For now it’s so easily seen

The good are Evil and the Evil Good
This is the forced perception being sold
But I tell you that I wasn’t born yesterday
And literally I’m getting quite old

Now everything is offensive and you want
Me to tiptoe around your feelings
Yet you’re not so worried about mine
As you continue your agenda and dealings

Now men want to identify as Women
And Women want to identify as men
It’s an upside down world and time
Is quickly approaching the end

For my remaining days I will not surrender
And pretend and call you by another name
No offense but you need to understand
I refuse to play The Devil’s Game

Written By:Charles Kean
11/11/2023
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
All rights reserved
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 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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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 28
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 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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Apr 7
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 Jun 15
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 10
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 23
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 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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
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
All rights reserved
Dedicated to my niece Karla
Who once stated that dolls
Creep her out.
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