Marked!

Staring out from behind his closed curtains

this man was so petrified

could see the large black car parked outside

knew they were after him

there was nowhere else to hide trapped

hope and energy sapped!

 

Could not keep quiet about what he knew

his conscience could not allow

had to tell the public of alien infiltration

in the fabric of our society

even if they partly accepted his disclosures

he would risk exposure!

 

This he was prepared to do by going public

through the national papers

and television channels had nowhere to hide

had even taken documents

tried to safeguard his wife and only daughter

they to were at risk of slaughter!

 

Many colleagues had mysterious accidents

or this was the scenario used

classed as traitors for exposing information

considered of a top-secret nature

he knew the risks had been cornered here

had no time to get clear!

 

This was his private hideaway by the lakes

though knew nothing was secret

from the agents whose job it was to silence

known as the men in black

there was nothing more to be done trapped

his body and soul sapped!

 

Heard them approaching only one thing to do

sent his wife one last email

sat behind his desk calmly typed a message

laid back in the leather chair

the dark suited strangers smashed their way in

lies about him would begin!

 

Headlines read in a car crash scientist killed!

friends knew his prediction was fulfilled!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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Presence!

Its ominous presence created a nightmare image

situated on land near the sea

a nuclear power station had been completed

but the cost spiraled out of control

dogged with mishaps many rumours had spread

filling the locals with dread!

 

Dark and dismal built on the site of an old house

that was reputedly haunted

this thought was enhanced when local employees

told of accidents from within

power surges water level leaks during inspection

on tests before the grid connection!

 

Blighted this facility that had not been welcomed

once it was known the plans

saw one building demolished and another progress

ringed by high security fences

overshadowing the pleasant nearby by community

that once was a people in unity!

 

But sides had now developed of divided viewpoints

some glad to have employment

others fearful of what lay within its sinister borders

not only from the radiation

an area filled with unexplained and haunted places

where there were no-go spaces!

 

All the opposition to the building had been discarded

completed then the day arrived

it went on-line nothing was mentioned of problems

threats to the locals were made

silence was forcibly maintained as the first mortality

occurred added to the sense of brutality!

 

Alarms were heard increasingly the employees jaded

reporting apparitions seen

bizarre noises and electronic equipment failing

with the risk  of a melt down

being privately owned everything was suppressed

until  it could no longer be repressed!

 

There was little warning of the catastrophic explosion

as the new dawn was breaking

the cooling water had drained and the core melted

trapping the night-shift within

contaminating the mains water supply and ocean

authorities until then had no notion!

 

Radioactive dust quickly engulfed the small township

and surrounding countryside

the outside world were thrust into this ensuing strife

grim remnants of another ruin

on cursed ground towered over them like a fiery beast

upon their souls to eternally feast!

 

Contaminated for thousand of years now guaranteed

hundreds died many more fated

a cause had not been determined an ongoing question

few dare enter this dead zone

those who have said nothing about their experiences

nor mentioned the many disappearances!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Imposing!

It had an imposing image for a new hospital

though in developement accidents

during construction of the district infirmary

even on its opening day

injuries caused by more structural damage

was annoying at this stage!

 

Nothing would get in the way of the progress

prestige pride most of all money

forced the building on no matter the sacrifice

only a few knew the real truth

how it was pushed through breaking the law

not for a second did they pause!

 

The land was not of a suitable consistency

as beneath it had been excavated

some years before an object was retrieved

quickly by an unknown group

who arrived rapidly taking it from the site

in the middle of a summer’s night!

 

Locals were never informed of what it was

or who had whisked it away

rumours of an alien craft and high radiation

were never answered

it had always had a mystical evil reputation

and a strong feeling of intimidation!

 

Nobody would go near the open land in fear

so it caused a huge debate

when the new hospital was then approved

now the day was finally here

its doors were opened and with trepidation

entered with a nervous hesitation!

 

Impressed by the splendour they gathered

in the huge entrance lobby

the medical director was on a raised podium

cynically smiling at them

the commotion was faint at first few heard

soon none could hear a word!

 

Staff not at the opening started shouting

as if warning of danger

screams became shrill as the groups met

mayhem rapidly ensued

creatures like large moths were overhead

swooping as people fled!

 

Grabbing anybody with their long claws

taking them up high

dropping them on to the polished floor

crashing onto the crowd

those who could get out were attacked

beasts with weapons hacked!

 

From the grounds other snake-like things

slid towards those trapped

senior directors tried to make a getaway

found there was no escape

with so many of the dignitaries present

were hell bound sent!

 

As it had begun it ended the beasts vanished

leaving devastation behind

everyone concerned with its creation had gone

the hospital was unsafe

those still alive got away never to return here

a supernatural power involved clear!

 

It now stands abandoned a reminder of events

a grotesque cursed building

that only the foolish would even contemplate

approaching let alone enter

strange sightings and weird sounds reported

sceptics say natural sounds distorted!

 

No explanation for the events have been given

for investigators their curiosity is driven!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Streaks!

Streaks of white across the cloudless skyline

indicating a plane had crossed

visual signs of airliners zigzagging above

as the air traffic ever expands

risk of accidents and mishaps increases

night and day never ceases!

 

Dangers are low its said compared to roads

but planes are becoming bigger

far more passengers and freight carried

no money made on the ground

we take little notice of the man-made bird

until a tragedy has occurred!

 

In that intense eagerness for constant travel

and the need to boost revenue

raising the hazards to a more dangerous level

where lives seem dispensable

crammed in a flying tube problems unforeseen

reliant on crew and machine!

 

Each and every day we gamble with our lives

in our homes moving around

no guarantee of safety can ever be assured

but an expectancy of long life

dreaming of flying away to exotic destinations

with those tingling expectations!

 

Aboard jets that leave streaks across the skies!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Conspiracy Or Fact?

Over fifty years have passed since those shots

echoed over the excited crowds

a nation’s history changed course ever after

and another conspiracy born

a president assassinated in an american state

forever creating major debate!

 

The killer they told the world was only one

but within two days he died

conflicting facts to this day never added up

many theories linger on

why did most witnesses have fatal accidents

resulting from these events?

 

The one fact most seem to agree the grass bank

gun fire came from its top

where a man height fence went the whole length

a wound angle confirmed

yet debate rages on who really was the killer

more intrigue than a fiction thriller!

 

The burning question who was actually behind it

to most has never been proved

there are many theories and reconstructions

adding fuel creating a legend

born from that shocking and infamous day

where conspiracy will not go away!

 

Can it be said the truth one day will be told

we wait to see if it does unfold!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Cruise Liner!

The cruise liner set sail on her maiden voyage

after many mishaps and accidents

that could not be easily explained as natural

or that several crew were missing

all the searches had failed to find any clues

not a problem in the owners views!

 

The truth was suppressed profit came first

their overheads were high

opting for a private detective  on board

to carry out a quiet investigation

he brought his fiance for help and support

in finding answers they sought!

 

Trouble started not long after leaving port

equipment was malfunctioning

passengers said their cabins were in a mess

everything inside thrown around

what could cause these unexplained events

their task becoming immense!

 

The evening set in a warm night was icy cold

one engine ceased to function

as Taylor and J’s cabin was on lower a deck

yet tapping and voices they heard

which seemed to be coming from far below

where only crew would go!

 

The detective gave a long worried stare at J

who had been researching

records of this luxury liner to find clues

discovering many fitments

were from another decommissioned ship

badly damaged on its last trip!

 

Now broken up it had a very bad history

and was thought of as cursed

records from further back were missing

this ship was almost a replica

for some reason the problem transferred

at first this did sound absurd!

 

They tried to make contact with the captain

who knew their identity

but the internal telephones didn’t work

then a violent shudder

threw them at the now open cabin door

falling into the corridor

 

Panic filled their minds yet it was too quiet

a lone woman was there

pale and sombre asked them to follow her

taking them downwards

But they had no intention of going that way

or with their lives they’d pay!

 

Somehow they arrived on the promenade deck

people were hanging over the side

lifeboats dangled as passengers scrambled

to get off this huge ship

like cartoon characters put on a drawn set

ghostly figures in silhouette!

 

Neither had an inkling of what was happening

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