I was born in 1964 to Napoleon and Alice Keitt. Shortly after traveling across the USA a few times I settled in California where I meant my better half Dave. Today I write poetry about the things I have seen in my travels or what I have experienced in my life. In 2007 I was nominated by the International Society of Poets as Poet of the year. Although I did not win I got to meet some wonderful talent that believed in me. So now I write.
Does a man turn away from right and good
Brought to the fact of humility not being able to provide
Children crying day and night denied everyday necessities
A lack of pride in being a man among men
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On the hard cold floor I lay awake and pray
Silently, I cry out loud, 'Where are you Lord? '
If I could only find you deep in my mind
I search for that one sign, that you are near me
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I want to be a great poet
Make you think and ask questions
Seek the answer to know it
Beautiful poems I want to write
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On the corner where he stood
Close by to a shopping cart
Carrying all that it could
Possessions dear to his heart
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Walking in a minefield of self-destruction
Not knowing that I was being watched
On a path that was so uncertain
As love of self was being botched
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