Mirror!

The room was bare except for a mirror

covered in a thick black sheet

it was a dare that he and his girlfriend

should explore the property

an abandoned country house by a lake

was their biggest mistake!

 

On a winter’s night frost settling they came

ignoring the private signs

reluctantly neared the foreboding manor

with a crowbar gained entry

with only their torches and a frantic prayer

of that room were soon aware!

 

Both were certain somebody went into within

had to explore for themselves

scared but a reaction held onto each other

into the room that was unblemished

no signs of decay or vandalism both wondered

where had they stupidly blundered?

 

A natural reaction together pulled off the cover

the doors behind slammed shut

in the images from the mirror showed a room

furnished candles flickered a fire spat

a monstrous figure came into view stared back

as if was instantly going to attack!

 

Retreating to the doors praying they would open

just as the fiend was lashing out

they opened adrenaline gave them strength

as crashing into objects really hurt

losing their way in the torch-light they feared

beginning to wonder is safety neared!

 

Found themselves now in a glass conservatory

rotting vegetation covered the ground

could see this thing getting ever closer  behind

without faltering crashed through glass

hitting gravel and rolling down a steep bank

into the lake of stagnant water that stank!

 

Managed to get out feeling weak and very sick

had to stop even if it was a finality

but nothing was following it seemed so quiet

the house looked more haunting

as the early dawn light surrounded their vision

reviewing in some pain their decision!

 

Their teeth chattering limbs becoming so numb

knew they had to move or freeze

unsure how safe it was even though daylight

slow progress could here sounds

hoping it was just the wildlife that was nearby

then heard that blood stopping cry!

 

Was the monster hunting them?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Gods!

The land was harsh as the people fought

to establish a homeland

somewhere they could raise their families

in a landscape so barren

where the weather was so distressing

the civilisations will suppressing!

 

From the skies lightning and objects fell

the people afraid by Gods hand

were being punished for not praying

or showing enough humility

open to the elements they struggled to live

hoped someday God would forgive!

 

Giant beasts rose from the sea attacking them

and from the fiery land they came

millions died armies came from the stars

the multitude thought them gods

come to carry out their retribution on the meek

retaliation upon their cruelty did seek!

 

Were tiring of the mass slaughter fought back

realising maybe these were devils

not angels of their Lord as blood ran like rivers

tribes were formed with armies

that protected their own some were strong

and more earthly powers did long!

 

Soon there were areas of poor who did not grow

more suited to being servants

others were the masters who loved to lead

were stronger and looked different

created weapons that could destroy anything

with fear oppression did it bring!

 

So it remains the threat  upon a fragile Earth

as doubt grows on our origins of birth!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Scene!

Should not have gone back to the scene of the crime

did not see the woman until she hit his car

if only had got a taxi knew his alcohol limit was high

looked around the empty lane and the tree

he hit swerving to avoid that woman in a nightdress

had been honest with the police did confess!

 

But no body could be found but was sure he saw her

lost conciseness in a coma for weeks

but the nightmare of that moment would not fade

it had been three years since that night

had a breakdown ended up in a mental institution

knew deep inside it had been no allusion!

 

Had to take medication just to focus filled with guilt

no matter how many times being told

in his mind’s eye saw he hit her body head on

alone staring deeply reliving the incident

there was a clap of thunder and fork lightning

atmosphere around him heightening!

 

A Memory it had been a thunderstorm that night

now the visibility was getting poor and rain

hitting his skin hurt more flashes then she came

before him on that saturated country road

frantically calling out she did not seem to hear

as rapidly approaching a car did near!

 

The driver saw the man in front but was too late

a spilt second before he hit a woman to

the vehicle skidded impacting at the same spot

a patrol car came by soon after the crash

indications the weather had caused the collision

been here before viewed it with suspicion!

 

The driver did survive this horrendous fatal crash

with only minor injuries very lucky

the cold case of the phantom woman reopened

especially when the male victims body

was recovered identification had been resolved

yet the mystery was never solved!

 

Occasionally during a thunderstorm was reported

a woman and a man were seen on the road

without evidence the report was politely retorted

but an open-minded attitude was bestowed

as it was in the realm of a spiritual understanding

other agencies were better suited to handling!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

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.

 

 

Free!

Are we being mind controlled into believing what is not true reality?#TheFoureyedPoet.

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.

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