A Lonely Figure!

The dead child returned to haunt Charlie! The Foureyed Poet.

The Foureyed Poet

Darkness fell over the large empty railway yard

the night watchman started his lonely round.

His footsteps echoing on the concrete so hard

nothing else stirred to create any audible sound.

Charlie had pounded his beat for years without harm

wandering in a practised routine he hears an alarm.

Nearing a large engine shed there was a sound within

entering quietly he stood amongst huge engines of steam.

Very cautiously then clanging noises made a loud din

soon he stood watching chains swinging from a steel beam

An uneasy sensation made him stop and stare into the dark

a figure of a child looked back at him the vision so stark.

He takes a deep breath thinking to himself was it real

another sound the temperature suddenly drops.

Without warning in front of him those chains of steel

the child was standing there again petrified he stops.

A young face that looked really sad and pleading


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