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Fly High, Roll Hard...

Kenny at one of the fights in Augusta, Georgia

“Talk with God”

 I took a knee inside that church
To try to talk to God;
But God didn’t have too much to say
Which wasn’t all that odd…

I said “God, you told me that we’d have our time,
But I feel like you lied…
I couldn’t say good-bye to him,
Even though for weeks I tried…”

 “He was my best friend, God;
and you chose to take him away.
I demand an explanation, God-
So what do you have to say?” 

God said “Be calm, my son,
Your friend is safe with me.
It will be quite a few years from now,
But one day you will see- 

Kenny has abundance now,
And he knows you’ll get through.
He requested that when it’s you’re time to go,
That he opens the gate for you…” 

With that more tears rolled down my face,
Because Kenny’s casket closed.
The pall-bearers walked his body out;
The congregation rose. 

Oh Kenny, I hope you smiled down
When you saw us all dressed in black…
There were so many flowers surrounding you,
And man; that church was packed… 

I miss you, Kenny, these times are hard,
But now at least you’re free.
So tell God to check in from time to time
And to save a space for me…

I think about you every second, man,
The great times that we shared.
And even though we argued some,
Please know I always cared…

I’m almost excited about my death,
Because we’ll reunite somehow…
But for the time being let’s Fly High, Roll Hard,
For you lead God’s army now…

“Heaven”

 Death is easy because life is hard;
It’s filled with hurt and sorrow…
But here there is no yesterday;
No next week, no tomorrow. 

You’ll never lose a friend again,
Only greet the ones you’ve lost…
I’m sorry for the pain of death,
But that’s the only cost…

 I held you through the trying times
That I forced you to endeavor…
I’m happy to present to you my glory-
Richard, Welcome to Forever.

The lesson of love always ends with loss;
I know how many times you learned it…
So enjoy the glory you see before you-
We both know that you’ve earned it…

I know you hated me from time to time-
You used to curse and point above you…
But look at what I’ve prepared for you,
   I hope you see how much I love you…  

So go hug Kenny, he’s waiting for you,
He’s there with Mr. Bray.
Your two grandfathers and your other friends
Also have some things to say…

Kenny laughed and cried and jumped for joy
When I told him you were here…
So relax and go see your friends,
You have nothing left to fear… 

    Now shake my hand and run along-
You’re loved dearly by your Lord.
For all the pain you made it through,
This is your reward…

     Here there’s no pain or loss,
No diseases and no cures.
Only glory in every direction,
And now my kingdom’s yours…

Enjoy everything I have to offer;
because luxuries, there’s many…
But run along now, I know you’re anxious,
Go say “Hello” to Kenny…

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Just give him the ball!

Kenny at my parent's old house with my dog, Prince. Now both in Heaven...

“Still Holding On”

 Needing to speak, wanting to cry;
So many rounded sharp edges, still wondering why…
Still holding your casket, still holding your hand;
Still holding on, to what I don’t understand…
Still wanting to see you, still want to hear you somehow;
Trying hard to forget, that you’re God’s warrior now…
Still listening to whispers, still hearing your mother;
Still kissing your sister, still holding your brother…
Still at the gym, still learning from you;
Still watching your movements, and still hitting through…
Still thinking about us, still sharing the moments;
Still fighting my heart out, still defeating opponents…
Still not believing, still won’t let you be gone;
Still grasping your collar, still holding on…
Still kissing your forehead, still touching your hair;
Still accusing God, that this life isn’t fair…
Still rubbing your coffin, still feeling your skin;
Still wanting you to move over, so that I can get in…
Still hearing my mom, telling us we’re too loud;
You’re still riding the 4-wheeler, jumping from cloud to cloud…
Still accusing myself, still wish I was with you;
Part of my mind still fighting, to try to forget you…
Still cursing Father Time, for not making time end;
Still blaming God, for taking away my best friend…
Still arguing with Mother Nature, still explaining to her;
Still wanting your courage, and to be the warrior you were…
Still building my tension; still searching for a release;
Still praying for you, Kenny, that you still Rest In Peace…

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Me, Mr. Brown, George Allen, and Kenny at Mr. Brown's wedding

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Dear God,
Well, I hope you’re happy with your new angel,
To say the least, he’s a different breed…
But maybe in your plan for Heaven,
That’s exactly what you need…

 He’ll get the job done, God,
While he sits and waits on me;
And when I get there have him present
Me my wings, my holy gi…

Because I think there was a mistake here, God,
Dear God, what have you done?
I know you took my best friend from me,
But this casket’s built for one…

That’s where I think the mistake came in-
So now what am I to do?
Because when that bullet struck his heart,
It put a hole right through mine too…

So shouldn’t this casket be twice this big;
That way we both could fit?
Because when you took Kenny's life from him,
You let me die a little bit…

 So Kenny’s gone, and I’m here lifeless,
Dear God, how could this be?
A single gunshot, one fleeting moment,
Took my best friend from me…
 


Now they tell me “Just move on from here”
When they see me cry for him…
But when I try to think of moving on,
I can feel him die again… 

He helped me through my hardest times,
We used to laugh and cry forever…
And if the time called for it, we both knew-
That we would die together…

We helped each other cope with death
Through the loss of Mr. Bray…
I love him and he will be missed,
So can he help me out today?

I’ll pay you back, Kenny, my friend,
You just smile down and see…
I’ll make you proud, I’ll live life right,
And you live on through me…

And it’s hard for me to say right now,
When I’ll see you again…
Until then we’ll communicate
Through the power of this pen…

But when you open up those gates for me,
And we stand there and hug each other-
I’ll want you to know how bad I missed you,
You were my best friend, my brother…

I love you, Kenny…  I don’t know what to do here without you.  Things weren’t supposed to end like this.  You weren’t supposed to be taken from me.  I can make you a promise, though.  I promise you that I will think about you every day for the rest of my life.  I can promise that not a day will pass when you are not remembered and missed.  I ask that you check on me from time to time…  There will be times when I will need to be reminded what path I belong on, and I trust that you will recognize these times and pull me in the right direction.  Until we meet again, Kenny, I will hold you in my heart and memories.  You have impacted my life and touched my heart in such a way that has made me hope and pray that I can return this gift to someone else.  You reached passed all barriers and extended your heart to me in the gift of brotherhood.  You were a great friend, Kenny; my best friend.  I thank you for the time that we shared, and you will be dearly and truly missed.  I love you, and I miss you.  Until we see each other on the other side, my friend… Until we meet again…

 Dedicated in loving memory to Kenny Allen
August 5, 1984 - December 9, 2003
I love you, Kenny...
Fly High, Roll Hard

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You better eat that food, Boy!!! Yes, we both had fights coming up...
Kenny and My Dad having Lunch  Me and Kenny, Pre-fight Nap 

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