No Warnings!

There were no warnings as the ground shook

furniture tipped over crockery smashed

panic overwhelmed the startled population

seemed too powerful for an after shock

wide cracks appeared in the fertile ground

rising up like a mass burial mound!

 

From that once stable happy environment

a good life of fun pleasure and unity

a heaven on earth without hate or violence

far from the despicable created misery

this community lived unnoticed in peace

until that moment hope did cease!

 

Had been said there were volcanoes beneath

but after so long complacency grew

until it was triggered and dreams were gone

just escaping the inferno as magnum

gushed into the fresh open air lava flowed

to all nearby no mercy was showed!

 

The destruction of the virtual reality society

instigated not only by mankind

but the might of an earth now fighting back

as unprecedented natural disasters

began to plague a weary battered civilization

into fearing this was damnation!

 

Humans thought they were in total control

found their part was only a minor role!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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The Foureyed Poet

Has it not always been the right of us all

to be free from slavery

making our own choices not controlled

not locked up or chained

treated no better than a pile of rubbish

wanting to die your only wish!

Free to make every decision as you grow

not to be told how you think

with your every movement manipulated

never to choose your direction

to speak out without hostile reactions

for each of your actions!

In a paranoid society there’s hypersensitive

to keep their secrets

but think nothing of the public’s privacy

as our lives are hacked

at the moment we still have free thought

soon that to will be caught!

Being totally free is a myth most do not see

as days pass us by liberties are lost

rights we should have eroded from the law

we become reliant on electronic aids

believing everything we are told is…

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A Quiet Day!

The future is now!#TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

A quiet day or so he had thought

leaving his regular place of work

no warning gun fire life caught

strangers in shadows did lurk

felt happy as he walked that way

bang a pain on the ground he lay!

Nothing now can be ever done again

the gun cultures taken another soul

an increasing number that are slain

a society with an increasing death toll

where gangs control our way of living

humans without mercy nor forgiving!

Knives as well have taken futures away

people afraid to speak safety in doubt

emotions hidden becoming but a cliché

their families in danger if thugs find out

a vicious cycle for them to be living in

the barrier of protection is now so thin!

War on the streets is no longer a myth!

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Not Expected!

Not expected there was a month to go

all was so perfect until

a fit they said blackout could not wake

aroused in the labour ward

worried faces what was happening cried

thinking her baby had died!

 

No time to think so much for her to absorb

had an epidural for the pain

doctors and nurses were giving full attention

blood taken and pressure to

scared at what was occurring so very fast

on her life the shadow cast!

 

The baby was delivered by Cesarian surgery

there was the fear of no oxygen

while mum was unconscious so intubated

and ventilated taken to scuba

the pediatric intensive care hope fading

all the family emotions cascading!

 

Tests were carried out the prognosis poor

through misfortune little hope

physically so perfect hard to understand

removed from ventilator

no more assistance must breathe unaided

in disbelief emotions pervaded!

 

Days passed she did breath on her own

hope was restored for a while

though doctors said there was no chance

and it could be weeks or months

so together a plan to give intensive care

with that special love would share!

 

To this day tiny Jade is her name

in this world does remain!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Arrived!

He arrived early at the remote film location

wooded with a grassy clearing

he could hear voices and laughter not alone

but upon searching was nothing

it was a freezing autumn morning but clear

as the chatter continued very near!

 

Faint outlines of people certain he had seen

darting in grass and through trees

as if a community was actually living here

or was it the rising mist and nature

just waking from the darkness of the night

and his imagination did alight!

 

So tired from getting little sleep to be here

as an extra on a television drama

unusually early crew were normally there

or at least the caterers on site

retreated back to his car felt very exposed

trying hard to stay composed!

 

Checking his watch realised it was only five

could not block out the sounds

light shone in the distance at last not alone

vehicles came and parked near

the large catering truck trundled into sight

much to the young mans delight!

 

Soon was far from alone and also learned

this was the set for a ghost story

based on an event that had happened here

a mass murder at the farmhouse

had he seen their spirits in the early dawn

into their spiritual realm drawn?

 

Throughout that day was always uneasy

but put it out of his mind

until somebody else said they had seen

a child in one of the rooms

another voices in the grounds and trees

an unpleasant smell on the breeze!

 

Filming is still going on with a growing disquiet!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Consider!

Did not consider age was the problem

had made many mistakes

never made much money scraped by

sat back watching the rat race

those around worked hard to achieve

for rewards of success to receive!

 

Must have material wealth a big house

all the gadgets latest styles

keeping that good life ticking along

you and your family a priority

ever reliant on electronic technology

their religion no more theology!

 

Ruled by unseen masters they obeyed

as their lives were absorbed

into a false reality society no longer free

where their thought were mimicked

by rapidly expanding artificial intelligence

few could see that was immense!

 

With fake stories bombarding their minds

manipulated into believing

whatever were told was the whole truth

drawn into of false security

life was eroded but those who complied

with authorities did not collide!

 

The world fragmented the elite thrived

more now found it hard to cope

on the ledge of disaster we are perched

being uncertain of coming days

the atomic clock draws near to the hour

who has that ultimate power?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

Soldiers!

Soldiers are sent by their countries to fight

to some terrible places both near and far

violent spots where their lives are in plight

the chance each could be in a state of mar

there ordered to keep their nations free

amongst the carnage cannot always be!

 

Millions have died away from home shores

whoever the foe too often not able to stop

what is their hidden agenda we do not know

more difficult to define part of a financial crop

as in the past battles were fought one to one

easy to tell bystanders from those with a gun!

 

Pressure’s mounting as casualties are returned

nobody is certain of the true figures out there

the general public are getting very concerned

strong support for our soldiers they are aware

according to the fake media reporting each day

our lads are not being treated with fair play!

 

So many young soldiers lost in unjust warfare

families bereaved not knowing the facts

the slaughter never seems to come to an end

as the conflicts in the world evermore trend!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Little Understanding!

There seems little understanding of how others live

is common amongst those who should understand

corruption from leaders that find it hard to forgive

just wanting to rule and dominate their homeland

coldly not caring for the people’s self-preservation

as the families suffer with increasing inflation!

 

How the people are struggling with nowhere to go

endlessly wondering as their countries are dying

no support or compassion with the constant flow

lives destroyed starvation disease yet still defying

countries often judged by those at their head

with despair all around there are too many dead!

 

Surely there must be a much brighter tomorrow

can there be a strong faith to overcome sorrow

often it is the rulers creating the internal strife

while they and their cronies have the good life!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

So Easy!

So easy to give up holding your head high anymore

to let those who think they have power of control

who threaten and bully to enter through your door

focus never give in or let them overstep their role

too much authority given to the corrupt and rotten

leaving us unprotected vulnerable and forgotten!

 

The rights of us all eroded allowing debt collectors

the power to hound and cause untold misery

with no recourse of legal support to fight the case

more becoming trapped in positions none can face!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Confused!

How had he got here was confused

tired here within little light

fingers so sticky certain not alone

eyes blurry unable to focus

holding a knife in his hand so numb

to what had he succumb?

 

Soon becoming aware of his quandary

where had he ended up

no knowledge of the circumstances

how a body was at his naked feet

the smell of blood making him queasy

scared and completely uneasy!

 

Fumbling in the darkness his body sore

found the curtains opening

as brightness blinded his limited vision

eventually eyes focused

exposing the carnage of a gory scene

an ordeal could never have foreseen!

 

With an effort slowly exited the slaying

leaving footprints behind

out onto a tiled patio where rain fell

striking his body with force

falling to his knees hurting wanted to cry

his actions could not justify!

 

More alert did not recognise the view

nor the house looked familiar

from behind heard the sound of a car

instinctively made him jump

as it tried to hit him then sped away

on stony surface did splay!

 

Hardly a moment to stand heard shots

bullets ricochet around him

this jolted new thoughts into his mind

his life was in dire situation

surely he also meant to have expired

but their plot backfired!

 

Yes it was an undercover operation

had arranged to meet a contact

wife of an international gang leader

went in alone without backup

had to be a trap somehow survived

success of their plan deprived!

 

Had to get back to his London base

alive his bosses wrath to face!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

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