How?

For them all their lives were in turmoil! #TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

How peaceful walking upon that lonely hill

could hear distant voices singing

looking down at the countryside so still

dawn breaks dreading her phone ringing

false lighting replaced by natural light

as the future had to have a rewrite.

Thoughts of work his families need

oh how much he really did care

straining eyes just trying to see

the old house where family dwell

home where he also use to be

praying all the children are well.

Divorce often hard for children to bear

their loyalties can be torn both ways

wanted to show them he did care

only able to see them for two days.

Not an easy time facing separation

surely children the ones who suffer

feeling guilty he had let them down

not seeing them during the week

another man was living there now

must maintain his link somehow!

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Wish It Away!

So easy to wish your lives away! #TheFouredPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

In our short lives how often do we wish it away

waiting for hours to get out of our daily work

or for each weekend to come to go out to play

some do not have or want jobs so just shirk

still getting ready to get out for some fun

others like lounging about soaking up the sun!

No matter what the pace we head to our demise

ruled by the never ending clock we just wait

when one is young we race to get to adult size

wishing years away to get out the school gate

onto university or starting those first time jobs

some seeking trouble destined to be slob’s!

There is no end to wishing away our allotted slots

those marriage vows hoping it would last and work

to the dreaded divorce too many must yearly face

that can go on for years where hidden issues lurk

letting minutes fly by wondering where it has gone

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Civilisation!

Is it now the time to question our futures? #TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

Civilisation lurches on in its predictable way

towards self-destruction we blunder forth

as always greed is the main driving force

no thought for the damage to the earth

or millions of lives lost on their power trip

when the warmonger’s lose their grip!

To many wars have been created for gain

countries destroyed for their resources

the most powerful country has to decide

the presidential election has been decided

financial troubles are haunting this nation

hint of a conflict creating devastation!

Never ending hostility dominates world news

so much spent a continuous drain on taxes

nations find it hard to cope money is tight

humans have always been a tribal feudal race

with modern technology we are out of control

uncertain future as we head for a black hole!

Massive population resources are shrinking

oil that rules our existence must soon end

can new ways of prolonging life be found

to stop our total…

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Mates Flat!

The surroundings of his mates new flat

were certainly unfamiliar

how they got back was a real mystery

waking up on the lumpy couch

needing to find a toilet for an urgent pee

but it was difficult to see!

 

No idea where the bathroom was situated

hitting furniture with bare feet

unable to detect the light switches as well

eventually blundering there

relieved stared at a mirror above the sink

saw his mate in a blink!

 

Spinning around nobody was in there with him

he ran out the taps turned on

hitting every surface saw his mate sprawled

half on and off the king size bed

a naked girl laid there by his side both asleep

head filled noise of a mournful weep!

 

This shocked him into waking up hang over gone

alone in the lounge no girl for this guy

never lucky with females just got far too drunk

clothes scattered sat in underpants

on the settee a seat cushion suddenly depressed

heart missed a beat in chest!

 

Could not see anybody yet an impression visible

shivering it was though no longer alone

quickly jumped up as arm was gripped so tightly

had never been here ever before

knew at that crucial moment his life was at risk

an exit needed to be brisk!

 

Without any care though nearly nude ran

to the door hoping it would open

a distortion within the dim light faced him

with a tug of war with the handle

it suddenly sprung open was hurled back

hitting the wall with a whack!

 

Seconds later a force threw his body outside

bruised stood looking at the entrance

there was a blackness so dense had to recoil

then the door slammed with a bang

never moved so fast in his life into the night

with sickening and fearful flight!

 

On the news a days later heard two discovered

both found dead in a bachelor pad

too afraid to come forward lived with unease

often wondered why his life spared

what malevolent entity had been in that dwelling

innocent life for some reason quelling!

 

Now each day was a challenge would it come for him?

 

Regretting ever going to his mates flat?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Only!

So the endless battles and deaths go on! Happy reunions and sad repatriation of the dead! TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

Only yesterday so it felt to a lonely soul

alone on a bench in that old station

waiting for her safe return home

back from the war to my open arms

my body shook with the excitement

nervously here my thoughts intent!

Then a faint whistle as the steam engine

came closer down the picturesque track

into sight saw the puffing locomotive

several minutes passed it came to a stop

then on the platform there you stood

within my whole self it was really good!

Only you could I see tired and so pale

traumatized by the horrors witnessed

back into your peaceful countryside

standing by the panting breathing loco

you came we kissed and embraced

together any nightmares could be faced!

After the conflicts countless tales of happy homecomings

as the men and women return safely for new beginnings

too often though they never do return from the warfare

now only remembered in their family…

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Who?

Who is wandering our populated areas

many innocent people have vanished

anguished families have been in limbo

frightened where the young have gone

what is the number of the disappeared

gone most harmed it is sadly feared!

 

Anxious and desperate wait of the parents

knowing there is nothing they can do

always wondering why they are missing

empty spaces that have been left behind

sometimes closure when a body found

others hoping for a word or sound!

 

It is said often though awful maybe true

the abductors are somebody they knew

a friend or relative not a pleasant thought

anybody trusted could do such a thing

fearing the stranger not those very near

off guard as family members leer!

 

Keep your family close beware of strangers

humans a mystery even unto themselves

there are dark recesses it is said in the mind

that cannot be evaluated history has defined

those who have ventured down that evil path

its written must face their gods wrath!

 

Mankind surely is the worst predator and beast

upon all living things its hunger doth feast!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Flock!

The vast flock of birds turned day into night

nobody watching had observed it before

swarmed overwhelming the market square

swooping low with an intelligent intent

squawking drowning out all normal sound

this spectacle did all present confound!

 

Viciously hit by sharp claws and sharp beaks

petrified by the blood curdling shrieks!

 

Loud bangs were heard as birds began to fall

covering the roads and walk areas

like a thick black carpet upon paved ground

life lost in their panicked flight

a scene of devastation was spread all around

something unseen here did abound!

 

Nowhere to tread without stepping on birds

their expressions no need for words!

 

The grey swirling skies were empty of life

faint eerie rumbles continued

there was no explanation for this situation

cats roamed in a triumphant parade

in the distance birds still hovered on trees

not approaching watching with unease!

 

Eventually every bird carcasses was removed

nothing was found to have caused it

yet the ill-health amongst the large community

increased to unparalleled numbers

all cats and dogs disappeared from the state

nothing was found to confirm their fate!

 

What had migrated to the this pleasant spot

unknown was it a human or alien plot?

 

Heavy clouds remained nothing above now flew

life began to wither people contained

in case this contamination was able to spread

experts searched for even a single clue

that spiritual connection with people remained

as those trapped each day did dread!

 

Then on one repetitive day it was consumed

by thick black clouds and forever entombed!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

My Own Humility!

Are times really any different from the past? Full of lies and deceit! TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

In my own humility I view a troubled society

trying in harsh times to be honest and kind

working to fulfill my legal requirements

bringing up a family teaching them respect

mindful there are those in a worse position

struggling in places of shocking condition!

Now everybody is desperate  for more cash

if they do not earn it they will just steal

no matter who it hurts there is no guilt

many will buy drugs that is what counts

a natural instinct to take rather than work

responsibility means nothing easier to shirk!

Even out on the streets mercy has long gone

for fun people are attacked without reason

predators often target lone innocent beings

part of the evenings enjoyment for a laugh

drink for some is beyond a social event today

suffering injury or worse lives blown away!

Those as damned and evil now as ever in the past

who need no…

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Consciousness!

The stench of death made him wretch he cried

amongst the dead rifle in hand

at his feet an enemy soldier he had just slain

with gaping stomach wounds

the battle was over the enemy had retreated

for now they had been defeated!

 

Weary with the horrors of this endless combat

ordered to return to base

he walked with stealth back to the transport

no words spoken to his comrades

overhead helicopter gunships flew very low

the adrenaline within did still flow!

 

As the dust made them splutter and cough

the soldier became mindful

of a bright orb following the military convoy

night had fallen as they arrived

disembarking near to their barrack block

of the day began to take stock!

 

For he could not forget his actions that day

after midnight could not sleep

had the urge to go outside for some night air

soon noticing the glowing sky

compelled to move closer to this angelic core

the serenity so wanted more!

 

Venturing to a far corner of the desert camp

no guards were to be seen

sank to his knees feeling a glorious presence

the brightness consumed him

then amazing singing filled his consciousness

with this his whole being it did caress!

 

Any dark thoughts were now lost in the vision

there before him he saw

a glowing figure to him was certain it was God

though not being of any religion

his connection with killing was finished forever

and ties to the army had to sever!

 

 

Dark again but knew he had received absolution

for him this was his chance for restitution

overwhelmed certain he had truly been blessed

in the name of peace must help the oppressed!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Around The Table!

What evil had the group stirred and unleashed? TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

Around the rickety table a group sat

holding hands in a psychic circle

at first silence except a purring cat

six people with different powers

in a dimly lit room of a haunted house

tension mounted in those early hours

odd noises now noted from all around

each frozen evil was earthbound!

Was that piercing howling a hell-hound

a wind began rising were spirits near

shapes began coming from all ways

everyone dreaded what would appear

before them stood a strange old man

glaring at the girl who summoned him

there intently staring she got up and ran

with lifeless eyes each he did scan!

The winds grew they discarded like toys

one lone sole courageously remained firm

strong willed stayed focussed and steadfast

evil  would not break his determined resolve

struggling to stand and breath the spell cast

everyone else were strewn upon the cold floor

he shouted out strange ritual…

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