War!

The battle was lost thousands of dead mutilated comrades

lay silent guns still firing their deadly shells

pounding the ground all around as the shrapnel flew

many containing radioactive material

that put those breathing in danger of over exposure

drones now dominated the skies

long past need for human guidance had their own brain

the machines on earth did reign!

 

The war had become a reality mankind fought to remain

on their home for millions of years

created artificial intelligence to assist and enhance lives

but from the heralded blessing

now a curse classed themselves superior us as inferior

had long surpassed our capabilities

infiltrated all aspect of our lives from birth to final breath

even disposing of our bodies after death!

 

Most weapons in their control transport and computing to

groups had always been suspicious

keeping older weapons and machinery not needing robots

to operate as most systems had become

resistants spread now below hiding deep underground

where the elite had been hiding

but they were soon obliterated by their own creations

accidentally achieving their aspirations!

 

Self replicating there was little hope for depleted mortals

but with that bloody survival spirit

somehow would never surrender to the hideous machines

as they walked upon the crushed bones

of lost comrades and close family always remembered

as the fires raged and earth shook

clung onto the hope that the saviour they had forsaken

from this hell would our souls awaken!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

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The night out did not end well!#TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

Started like any other weekend with three mates

worked hard in the week

so why not have fun when your work was done

met in the town centre

just after ten in the evening at their favourite bar

after that the night became bazaar!

Music loud the booze flowed and they all flirted

with the girls behind the bar

until a stunning woman came over for a chat

as she mesmerized the trio

at the beginning friendly and macho chitchat

thinking she was a pussy cat!

But the rivalry began as jealousy was exhibited

she was enjoying teasing them

this was when she offered the small purple pills

they assumed she was a dealer

but alcohol had muddled their thought process

took them as over her did obsess!

At some point walked away her task completed

the chemicals quickly acted

his mates collapsed onto the crowded dance floor

medical help…

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Prophecies!

Its said that human minds are controlled

of course most this did not believe

just another conspiracy theory of nutters

so carried on their material lives

as the increasing violent weather patterns

destroyed isolated communities

few actually ask questions of our eradication

appalled but accepting the escalation!

 

As fires spread over dry lands lacking the rain

where water was once ample

torrential rain and floods in places normally dry

snow in climates usually hot

many more earthquakes of higher magnitudes

volcanoes dormant for centuries

erupting without anybody getting any warning

countless numbers in deep mourning!

 

Millions living their daily routine in the rat race

as society started falling apart

around them prophesies of doom just old stories

focusing on their increasing debts

as dates of the predicted end times came and went

threat of nuclear wars rose

it became a noise something for them to discount

even as the evidence did mount!

 

Until that day knew it was not tales of fiction penned

for us this really was the end!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Started!

Started like any other weekend with three mates

worked hard in the week

so why not have fun when your work was done

met in the town centre

just after ten in the evening at their favourite bar

after that the night became bazaar!

 

Music loud the booze flowed and they all flirted

with the girls behind the bar

until a stunning woman came over for a chat

as she mesmerized the trio

at the beginning friendly and macho chitchat

thinking she was a pussy cat!

 

But the rivalry began as jealousy was exhibited

she was enjoying teasing them

this was when she offered the small purple pills

they assumed she was a dealer

but alcohol had muddled their thought process

took them as over her did obsess!

 

At some point walked away her task completed

the chemicals quickly acted

his mates collapsed onto the crowded dance floor

medical help called but too late

both had a seizure their life forces ceased to exist

their destruction could not resist!

 

Somehow he managed to leave once in the air fell

unconscious on the littered street

everybody walked around this drunken reveller

as he found himself in a field

relaxed with no head ache on a bright sunny day

with the smell of fresh-cut hay!

 

No noise of music or lights or that crowded bar

his last clear memory

seemed real how had he been transported here

confused stood upon the field

as towards him a familiar female now appeared

that for some reason feared!

 

She spoke coming up closely to his surprised face

glad you survived my potion

into my world you are the one I want to share

her face changed to a grotesque mask

she exposed fangs bit into his neck felt the pain

the adrenaline filled his brain!

 

Darkness then flashing blinding colours erupted

screaming violently thrashing about

awoke with a jolt in a fast food outlet dazed

opposite the woman sat staring

two coffees on the grubby table gripped his hand

was this a permanent dreamland?

 

Drink your coffee its time for us to hunt and feed!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Attention!

The police cruiser slowly went passed

something had caught his eye

in the murky light saw a movement

now had drawn his attention

to a large abandoned furniture store

something was amiss for sure!

 

Had he seen it not rational to him

it came through a wall

the figure vanished from his sight

had to check the scene

at first there was just his reflection

nobody needed protection!

 

Decided to head back to the patrol car

then in the window noticed

another image was close by his side

yet upon glancing around

beside himself the area was totally clear

what was going on unclear!

 

He was a logical man but this rattled him

decided to patrol on foot

though had to be careful being on his own

turning into an alley

lead to the rear of the derelict premises

could this be his nemeses!

 

It was creepy though a sceptic had to admit

every noise made him jump

in the narrow alleyway there was no escape

suddenly confronted by a this shape

that  seemed to come through the brick wall

drawing his gun as he began to fall!

 

Hitting the ground hard he fired at the object

the bullet ricocheted off a metal sign

just missing his head then he met the ground

stunned called for back up

certain he had hit the intruder in the chest

for the first time was distressed!

 

In the dark now feeling vulnerable and alone

dizzy his face really in pain

sure somebody was close by staggered forward

as a colleague came to his aid

said he had pursued an intruder but got away

what else could he say?

 

A search was made but nothing was ever found

he learnt that others had reported

ghostly shadows had appeared from nowhere

but knew the policy of the force

dealing with facts certainly not the unknown

on this knew he was alone!

 

While on sick leave delved into the paranormal

his attitude changed to the possibility

of monsters and spirits they could really exist

he had to find out what he had seen

that night his being was filled with foreboding

that him something was goading!

 

This decision he would soon regret forever!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Never Looked back!

She never looked back on leaving the house

ten years older her hair grey

wore the same clothes as the day she arrived

eyes now cold and empty

also carrying the same battered brown suitcase

mascara ran down her tearful face!

 

Early before the light strolled into the distance

later neighbours reported hearing

raised voices in the evening and during the night

but nothing to indicate the scene

stating nothing unusual they were an odd pair

but for each other appeared to care!

 

No witnesses came forward who saw her leave

walking away upon that fateful day

no idea who she was nor what happened here

only the cries of his mother

discovering the body of her beloved perfect son

knife in his chest the foul deed done!

 

A detailed search and forensic examination followed

but there was never proof

of her identity no DNA fluid samples or fingerprints

were ever matched to a human

it seemed as though the woman had never existed

to this day the gossip persisted!

 

Who was she and where from still unanswered!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Edge of Chaos!

Life seemed to be on the edge of chaos

misery was spreading

with the upsurge in gutter poverty

and that haunting stare

wherever you walked beggars pleading

their will to live receding!

 

Arriving home one evening there sitting

on my porch step a man

this was my first impression nearing

its shape changed before me

coming to a halt uncertain what to expect

hostility began to detect!

 

For what seemed minutes it did not move

then crawled out of view

cautiously approached there was a stain

green and foul-smelling

avoiding the substance yet very aware

that it was right there!

 

Instinct made me turn feeling a presence

the mass was at my back

just managed to escape its fateful grasp

crashing to the flower bed

running from my own house petrified

for me nowhere to hide!

 

From their desperation they were created

an abominable creation of beast

were mutated by the pollution and poverty

until that moment had never seen

just an urban legend until we collided

my emotions deeply divided!

 

Illusions gone discovering it was real not fiction

these predators humans mutated

the population grew it became an affliction

as poverty divided rich from poor

once like me a human living with family ties

with all the hidden deceits and lies!

 

Life was chaos nights became a fight for our survival!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Rumours!

What are they not telling us? #TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

The rumours spread as the clouds swirled

each minute danger grew

that maybe there was more to the weather

as the skies screamed in anger

certainly was not a natural act of nature

but a man-made disaster

had brought such terror and destruction

was the growing deduction!

Increasing hurricanes began to formulate

as the population began to die

unimaginable weather patterns emerged

clouds combined with earth

the landscape rapidly swept away in floods

all infrastructure obliterated

weather was added to the misery of living

who upon man could be so unforgiving!

Around us there is darkness expanding fast

what evil upon us has been cast?

TheFoureyedPoet.

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Rumours!

The rumours spread as the clouds swirled

each minute danger grew

that maybe there was more to the weather

as the skies screamed in anger

certainly was not a natural act of nature

but a man-made disaster

had brought such terror and destruction

was the growing deduction!

 

Increasing hurricanes began to formulate

as the population began to die

unimaginable weather patterns emerged

clouds combined with earth

the landscape rapidly swept away in floods

all infrastructure obliterated

weather was added to the misery of living

who upon man could be so unforgiving!

 

Around us there is darkness expanding fast

what evil upon us has been cast?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Challenge!

Is this life but a never ending play and we but players? #TheFoureyedPoet

The Foureyed Poet

Each day is another challenge savor every moment

appreciate your situation absorb the experience

excel in your spiritual determination and strength

everything around you is a guide to that finality

interacting with thousands of souls on your way

on life’s journey discovering  your role in the play!

We are but bit part players within a continual game

many different scripts yet end the same!

The Foureyed Poet.

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