Began!

Even approaching her electric car

that buzzing sound began

a powerful charge threw her back

bright specs of light darting

rapidly all around her visual field

to its power had to yield!

 

Stunned lay upon the dank tarmac

of the large car park

could not understand the cause

other shoppers helped

concerned at this unusual event

what was this torment?

 

Almost immediately it escalated

the electricity arced

connecting with lighting towers

plus cell like poles

that were closely situated nearby

birds fried flying by!

 

Patterns sparking above their heads

the charge crackled

smell of burning ozone as it ignited

as anything electrical

ceased to function and a grid created

a new power base activated!

 

From that day forth the vast population

filled with fear and damnation!

 

Surely this is only a nightmare scenario?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Starving health poor they cowered

in the dirt and sewage

oppressed and desperate for mercy

that was never shown

makeshift tents the only protection

from blistering heat

and the merciless cold of the night

in an endless plight!

An enemy who despised their being

treated as subhuman

had nothing it had been destroyed

every move watched

as soldiers often raided their lives

condemned by society

yet their spirit and beliefs remained

even though contained!

Rights to their land were given away

in poverty did stay

hoping that sanity could be restored

the killings stopped

they were willing to share the land

finding a way to peace

there were to many with evil intent

their extermination hell-bent!

Can there ever be unity between humans?

 

Knives!

The horror of so many deaths by stabbing that shows no sign of decreasing has spread throughout society! Now nobody is safe! It is of deep concern to me and no doubt the wider population! What can be done to stop this frightening trend? Had to re blog my poem!#TheFoureyedPoet

The Foureyed Poet

Young lives are being slaughtered by knives

law and order seems to have no power

to contain the gangs creating such strife

brutality grows not by weeks but the hour

these crimes getting rapidly out of control

with no logic to the mounting toll!

The gang culture has been allowed to expand

cities towns and villages none are immune

in the present climate they are in command

too often on the roadside flowers are strewn

lawlessness spreads as people are oppressed

helpless we stand as a society transgressed!

A bleak future violence escalates and discipline

is now lost allowing worrying complacency in

surely it extends far deeper into our culture

where nobody can see that hovering vulture!

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Deafening!

Deafening sounds as the birds sang

smell of fresh-cut grass

the sun shone brightly and warm

children played blissfully

dogs chasing about with freedom

in this a fearless society

where unity was the key to peace

there existed genuine sanity!

 

But in reality this for most just fiction

some places was a reality

did exist but so easily snuffed out

as pollution from sources

that invade those bastions of hope

destabilizing each day

of an idyllic society the majority crave

to others never be a slave!

 

That longing for purity in the condition

no air pollution to breath

or poisonous food and water supplies

safety to walk about freely

knowing there is no dangers close by

or threats from any wars

is now just fantasy as the net tightens

the anxiety amidst us heightens!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Amelia!

He was now thirty yet he remembered

as though it was yesterday

had been reluctant to come back here

the house in which he was born

even now he wanted to turn and run

with this house was not done!

 

Was three when my friend first arrived

an only child found it lonely

parents to busy to take notice of me

the nanny was very harsh

when Amelia came wanted be a friend

misery came to an end!

 

At first it was great days of laughter

running around the garden

climbing trees somebody to talk to

but after a while realized

nobody else could see her accept me

wondered who she could be?

 

The day nanny came into my bedroom

heard me chatting to Amelia

became irate unable to see anybody else

was quick to inform my parents

thinking I had a problem with my mind

wanted my mental state defined!

 

Would not believe that Amelia was real

as they could not see her

was sent to psychiatrists to be assessed

but nothing was found wrong

resigned themselves to leave me alone

for me no more reasons to moan!

 

It was decided to have me home schooled

so that was my education

arranged which pleased me being a loner

already had a good friend

on my twelfth birthday an accident occurred

though my memory was blurred!

 

Nanny to me had truly out stayed her welcome

just wanted her to leave

heard the awful scream ran to the staircase

she laid still head twisted

saw Amelia smiling at the top as my dad came

taken as an accident nobody to blame!

 

Maybe I was blase or to young to understand

but nothing was the same

my parents had never shown me any love

it was if they did not care

always out or away on a long business trip

in their world did not fit!

 

At sixteen did start to question why Amelia

did not seem to age at all

she always laughed and never did explain

it was then while in the garden

an attractive girl looked over the brick wall

emotionally for her did fall!

 

A young family had just moved in next door

soon we were talking together

having lived a sheltered life this was exciting

soon it was apparent Amelia

certainly was not happy would soon regret

that the girl next door had met!

 

Standing back from the now derelict house

could still visualize the arrest

being driven away proclaiming my innocence

as they had found Lizzie

outside on the patio she had been strangled

her beautiful body mangled!

 

Had gone to bed on my that’s all I could recall

with my past history they decided

maybe in a state of insanity must have killed

tried to tell them not by my hand

but my parents in their room they were found

strangled gagged and bound!

 

Thirty years on had been released on license

it was felt they had cured me

even now by my side Amelia stood smiling

we are together Andy forever

your one true friend I have waited for you

what she was had no clue!

 

Knew we were bound together until my end!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

Motionless!

Intrigued could not help but notice her

sitting on the metal bench

just motionless as he waited for a bus

was she real he surmised

fixated on a  smartly dressed woman

whose face began to change

into the form of a reptilian beast

his focus on reality ceased!

 

Knocking into a passerby with force

they retaliated hitting out

in frustration he made a quick exit

perplexed at what he saw

managed to get his bus was relieved

to be leaving the area

then noticed the woman on the bus

under his breath did cuss!

 

Tried to ignore her but glanced around

certain others faces blurred

now paranoid thinking this was absurd

why was he seeing these images

thinking what could have caused this

the only difference on this day

had bought drops for his tired dry eyes

had they exposed a hidden disguise!

 

He sat uncertain what to do anymore

these were regular passengers

who he had traveled with every day

many were not human beings

that thought made his skin clammy

for the first time was tense

as they all acted perfectly ordinary

this situation was so scary!

 

Approaching his stop his eyes felt dry

dared not put in more drops

so he clumsily and cautiously got off

and watched the bus drive away

confused at what he had just witnessed

every shadow was a challenge

so glad his house was coming into sight

certain everything would be alright!

 

His wife had the dinner ready on the table

her husband was punctual

yet by morning light had not come home

sat in front of congealed food

she never heard her husband’s voice again

not aware of his discovery

left to an empty future to face the nightmare

oblivious with aliens the air did share!

 

You never know who you are sitting next to!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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What hope for the young in this society?#TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

Knew he was just one of the herd

nothing special so true

never be a big well-known star

in his lifetime never go far

just wanted to help his children

keep away from the villain

in a society that is often corrupt

where man and nature erupt!

Violence surrounds us at every turn

endless war a big concern

crimes upon the individual increase

as our rights ever decrease

more struggling to make ends meet

as more sleep on the street

as public services are drastically cut

and needed facilities shut!

Pressure on the population growing

strain on their lives showing

the billionaires flaunt their life style

many find it harder to smile

as governments become less united

peace and harmony are blighted

more worry for their children’s safety

authorities show complacency!

Around us can we often sense suspicion

as like this father on a mission

being aware trying to give…

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Help!

Knew he was just one of the herd

nothing special so true

never be a big well-known star

in his lifetime never go far

just wanted to help his children

keep away from the villain

in a society that is often corrupt

where man and nature erupt!

 

Violence surrounds us at every turn

endless war a big concern

crimes upon the individual increase

as our rights ever decrease

more struggling to make ends meet

as more sleep on the street

as public services are drastically cut

and needed facilities shut!

 

Pressure on the population growing

strain on their lives showing

the billionaires flaunt their life style

many find it harder to smile

as governments become less united

peace and harmony are blighted

more worry for their children’s safety

authorities show complacency!

 

Around us can we often sense suspicion

as like this father on a mission

being aware trying to give that support

as the young are often caught

in this cycle bombarded with imagery

disturbing and full of treachery

we all should fear what we are not told

believe what has been foretold!

 

Much a mystery for millennia nothing is new!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Seashore!

Awoke early that morning feeling restless

had the urge to go to the beach

never a lover of water yet was compelled

by the need to be near the sea

the tide was coming in a breeze skimmed

along the sands making it swirl

as it quickly penetrated his mouth and eyes

the position trying to rationalize!

 

Calm approaching this place of tranquility

yet he could not understand

the turmoil his body was being buffeted

by unseen assailants around him

could not break away paralyzed with fear

the sea now lapping at his chest

anger grew within flickering lights ahead

had to hold the beachhead!

 

Could now hear raised voices a battle cry

suddenly part of a combat force

violently lashing out at spectral figures

mind in turmoil as the fighting

raged everywhere such pain and blasts

smell of death filled his nostrils

as a huge wave thrust him back to shore

exhausted he could take no more!

 

Sand shook as if hoards of feet pounding

a blinding flash consciousness lost

with a shudder was aroused by his partner

had been worried by his long absence

slowly standing could see all was peaceful

so cold and wet from the tide

must be some kind of seizure assumed

shaken together the stroll resumed!

 

An experience he would long ponder about

but neither noticed footprints

leading off the beach and a pulsating light

under the sea near the shore

a woman and her dog soon walked that way

it stopped and started barking

staring out to sea then the animal was gone

the owner knew something was wrong!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Stark!

Stark extending into the distance

to those whose fingers

clenched it in forlorn desperation

the fence the barrier

to an existence with such brutality

an endless living misery

imprisoned within their homeland

any hope of freedom banned!

 

Children growing up with real hate

watching their people die

the only weapons stones and faith

ever waiting for justice

as the world viewed the brutality

seemingly unable to stop

the genocide escalating within

their plight a hidden sin!

 

From behind the fence blank faces

observed their persecutors

with steely determination and fire

never to submit or surrender

of their rightful country nor culture

to any corrupt oppressors

proud to stand up to be counted

no matter the threats mounted!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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