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.

 

Band Of Seven!

Strapped into seats on the federation prison craft

held tight and secure waited

classed as dangerous rebels on a one way trip

to a distant prison colony

on a barren planet inhospitable and volcanic

to those there seemed satanic!

 

Somewhere that nobody had ever returned

they glanced knowingly

none had any intention of heading there

all had a chance to meet

when on remand a plan was secretly devised

their escape had been analysed!

 

Even in the far off future money was power

these fugitives soon to be

freedom fighters against a brutal federation

this prophecy yet to be realized

their shackles released by a bribed guard

who provided an override card!

 

The band of seven were now on the loose

a distraction had been arranged

one an expect locksmith and known thief

guided them to the escape pods

soon after a short skirmish they ejected

from their prison disconnected!

 

Into the void now with freedom flew

yet with huge uncertainty

their plan to get away from injustice

though two were criminals

united as one their bravery did tower

against a vast corrupt power!

 

Agitators to be removed orders given

by the supreme leader

false charges to make it legal for arrest

had to continue their opposition

now fleeing hoping for a miracle to show

their supporters to grow!

 

With their captors beginning to close in

before them a vast space craft

loomed into the groups disbelieving gaze

huge just drifting in space

its awesome design made their skin prickle

the adrenaline no longer a trickle!

 

Weary in their approach in case it was a trap

found the airlock and boarded

soon realising this was an abandoned ship

the gods had smiled upon them

certain a powerful force guided their actions

this the first of their infractions!

 

Entering the bridge in awe of this alien design

ancient technology yet superior

to any of the federations space battle cruisers

without touching anything it lit up

a voice in english welcomed the new captain

and crew to the Libertain!

 

Their crusade for justice and liberty had begun

now they fight or die until victory won!

 

At hyper speed the seven headed the charge!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Unknown perpetrator!

Reeling back in surprise the man was unhurt

and now fired back at him

just managing to jump behind a dumpster

the mugger he had confronted

walking away as if his gun was a mere toy

being a cop was not all joy!

 

Must have had a bullet proof vest he thought

got up bruised and annoyed

headed back to write a report still puzzled

radioed in of the danger

as he drove by a convenient store observed

the perpetrator and was unnerved!

 

His gut feeling was telling him he was bad news

just as a scream made him stop

window wound down going slow no surprise

this time would be prepared

as ahead in the street lay a woman sprawled

to get away from her he called!

 

Yet again the man stood and turned but now

he fired back at the detective

who responded but to no avail unharmed

just walked down the street

who was this villain who did not seem to care

or human actions share!

 

Now more reports of an indestructible assailant

flooded into the headquarters

surely this being could not travel that fast

chaos took over the quiet town

increasing casualties were arriving at the A&E

nobody knew what it could be!

 

Sitting unable to move because of the traffic

saw a familiar figure pass

abandoning his car followed closely behind

but now its pace quickened

heading into a large modern office complex

his muscles began to flex!

 

Went into a lift the detective watching it rise

stopping at the top floor

risking going alone as he had no evidence

got into an adjoining lift

pressed the sixtieth button it quickly rose

as it neared he froze!

 

Out of his depth drew his service revolver

a jolt and the doors opened

bright lights greeted him along with a buzz

making his ears hurt

then a glass panel slid open with no warning

sent his adrenaline soaring!

 

A white coated figure came seeing him shouted

returning to the large laboratory

the detective boldly followed the panel closed

now trapped inside saw parts

of bodies hanging robotic certainly not organic

trapped slowly started to panic!

 

Security seemed to come at him from every quarter

was amazed how got within

darted through a doorway stunned at what was there

it was hundreds of robots

lined up exact replicas of the villain he followed here

now the situation became clear!

 

What seemed like laser beams were being fired at him

sparks flew to close for comfort

who the hell were these people colliding with one

coming to life tried grabbing him

eluding him started shooting back the bullets hit

a dry lined wall exploding time to split!

 

Fire was spreading around him searching for an exit

luckily saw a fire door in front

struck at speed feeling the pain he burst through

nearly falling down the concrete steps

heard the assailant’s close behind had to get out

the place was going to blow no doubt!

 

Nearing the ground floor heard an almighty bang

seconds later he was on the street

as parts of the buildings structure fell at his feet

fire engines and his colleagues

were arriving and the public fleeing for their lives

each looking shocked and surprised!

 

Moving away in disbelief at the carnage he created

was even more perplexed seeing

one of these robots striding  through the confusion

realising it was sadly far from over

but  their existence was now in the open to pursue

it was now his mission he knew!

 

The Foureyed Poet!

 

Ninth!

The eight soldiers entered the helicopter

destined for a covert mission

leaving base silently  in the early hours

for a mission into enemy terrain

an experienced battle hardened team

regarded in high esteem!

 

With no indication anything was wrong

yet each soldier had anxiety

that they would never openly display

their emotions had  to control

the signal came nearing dropping zone

now entering the unknown!

 

As they slid quickly down the long ropes

there was a ninth shape

that dropped with them onto the sand

following the group into action

and to buildings on the town periphery

the beginning of the mystery!

 

They were tense the adrenaline pumping

their mission to extract

two recently captured special forces officers

from a terrorist compound

a dangerous task yet they were distracted

that with them it interacted!

 

As the team edged nearer they spread out

to cover each others position

two were snipers who were here to eliminate

any guards on their way

drawing near distinct footsteps came close

made them feel tense and morose!

 

Unable to speak being in the danger zone

now the outline of the soldier

could be seen who was the uninvited guest

now far too late to abort

the window of opportunity was so very fine

into action went the nine!

 

Through winding alleyways  stealthily ran

night vision guiding their progress

until the target came into view they halted

each trying hard to focus

sensing the entity hovering in the shadows

the concentration narrows!

 

With the men in their positions the order is given

and they enter the compound

stun grenades deployed any opposition silenced

aiming for the specific rooms

only to find the men were nowhere to be seen

a situation not foreseen!

 

Trying to exit quickly gunfire held them back

realising it was a preplanned trap

split in two groups unsure of the opposition

heard voices and more gun fire

moving slowly forward came into the open air

as the ninth soldier stood there!

 

Waving his hand as if wanting them to follow

the four glanced at each other

out into the alleyways once more scurried

certainly not their planned route

firing could be heard close by as they united

eight commando delighted!

 

Following the ninth unknown member to safety

soon on the open ground

stood in a circle thanking god they were all safe

disappointed the mission failed

thoughts turned to the guardian showing the way

from that deadly fray!

 

On cue the helicopter dropped from the dark sky

and they got on board waiting

from the shadows the outline of the ninth soldier

seemed to jump on with the team

yet nobody was seen but each knew he was there

their comrade felt no fear!

 

Even from beyond the grave the soldier’s spirit stayed

to guide his living compatriots

forever on the battle lines ready to give his support

on landing none would tell

of the soldier that certainly helped them to survive

who would believe a ghost kept them alive!

 

Who the ninth spirit was never did get discovered!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Under The Bed!

She was alone in the flat and for some reason

watched a late night horror movie

and became engrossed even though scared

hiding her eyes from some scenes

her flat mate was away for the whole weekend

unable to go out no money to spend.

 

The last scene showed the girl being grabbed

then dragged under the bed

switching the television off getting a drink

nervously from the kitchen

then into the bathroom entering frightened

her tension heightened!

 

An image in the small mirror made her scream

realised it was just herself

a noise made the girl stop and intently listen

everything seemed to be still

now annoyed thinking this is silly got into bed

on the pillow rested her head.

 

It took a long time to even doze she was on edge

unable to get warm restless

soon wide awake again thought she heard a door

bang maybe it was outside

too afraid to come from beneath the thick duvet

maybe the fear would go away!

 

The clock radio came on she had not set any alarm

the loud buzz annoyed her

reaching out to turn it off felt something on her arm

recoiling at speed shivered

it was wet and sticky and there was a nasty smell

making her feel sick as well!

 

What was happening she had lived here for a year

it had always been uneventful

from under the bed heard a voice and a pushing

quickly turned the lamp on

it stopped reluctantly sitting up nothing stirred

being like this was absurd!

 

Not able to settle looked at her arm it was red

the odour even stronger now

standing knew she had to peek under the bed

as she did came face to face

with her best friends lifeless body laying there

congealed blood in hair!

 

Reeling back in terror screaming ran into the hall

had left with the new boyfriend

heard the door close  she was having a shower

searched for the mobile phone

sure it was on the coffee table not there anymore

had to get out the front door!

 

Headed for the door from a closet a masked figure

lunged at her with a knife

the pain as the blade tore her flesh the adrenaline

surged through her petite body

managing to yank the door open into the corridor

running like a fleeing warrior!

 

Pursued by a crazed hooded attacker almost falling

down the long flight of stairs

leading to the lobby yet nobody seemed to be about

the deep wound in her arm

leaving a trail of blood as she reached the entrance

the thick glass panels a hindrance!

 

But at that moment a couple were just coming in

she squeezed by and into the street

where a police car came into view she ran at it

just as the knife fiend caught her

raising up for the fatal blow the policeman fired

hitting him he should have expired!

 

Yet for only a second jolted back than sped away

disappearing into the darkness

before another shot was able to hit this beast

the girl lay exhausted and bleeding

whatever it was had left no evidence nor a trail

but to kill her this thing did fail!

 

Would he come back for her to complete his task

was it human this thing in hooded Masque?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fallen Mega Star!

She was a Mega star one of the super elite

from such a young age.

In the public eye as a teen now as an adult

though still only forty.

Finding it harder to keep up the fast pace

and hide lines on the face.

 

The buzz was always there for adoring fans

from humble beginnings.

The money was mounting the lifestyle good

but deep down depressed.

Endless parties and drinking taking its toll

life became an acting role!

 

Drinking and drugs becoming part of living

prescription pills needed.

To get some rest as the adrenaline flowed

and keep going when tired.

Exhaustion held back no time to stay still

not on the agenda to be ill!

 

An ever demanding fan club and her agent

she could never let them down

Mentally and physically pushed her too much

unable to express how she felt

Carried on until the day broke down on stage

a display of an almighty rage!

 

Fame soon fades without publicity exposure

those so-called friends leave!

Her music would never lose that creative style

but the spirit had been broken

Taking more drugs to survive each hour

eventually losing the will power!

 

It was announced the death of a Fallen Mega Star!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Warriors!

Down upon the bloody battlefield he observed

the slaughter of his army!

Their sworn enemy retreating in their victory

the adrenaline still pumping.

His warriors always defiant their roar so loud

of them he was truly proud!

 

His muscular body glistening in the early dawn

old scars and new wounds

Cris crossed his flesh a bloody sword held high

shouting a defying war cry

Echoing shrilly over the mist filled valley below

praying to god their way to show!

 

One lost battle he knew did not lose this war

but the warriors were weary.

Without families near to mourn their passing

being their leader had to be strong.

No Time for remorse or for him to be meek

nor allow himself to become weak!

 

Moving amongst his loyal men to bury the dead

and prepare for the next battle!

Later back at their camp site his officers gathered

to count the cost and plan.

Giving his pledge there would be no more defeat

feeling the surge in his heart beat!

 

At dawn the loyal warriors marched ready to fight

tough and fearless their formation tight!

 

Onward to meet their destiny!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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Highway Robbery!

The moon was high and so bright a concern

for the lone masked rider.

Sitting high on his powerful and frisky horse

waiting patiently to pounce.

Out of sight of the twisty main London road

with the devil he strode!

 

This was his first robbery for the highwayman

prepared to take at any cost.

Poverty and his stubborn pride got him here

rich pickings from passengers.

All he cared about as the adrenaline circulated

how the wealthy he hated!

 

From his vantage point saw it coming at speed

holding the reins very tight.

As the coach neared he came out to confront

but it had no intention to stop.

Making his fiery steed rear violently into the air

that made him curse and swear!

 

Had the opportunity gone by his own blunder

without delay went in pursuit!

Catching up at speed he heard a shot ahead

and the stagecoach slowed.

Arriving saw another rider a pistol in hand

definitely in command!

 

Passengers were ordered out without delay

he noticed the coachman.

Was going for his flintlock he shot him first

surprised his new rival fired.

Back at him thankfully it went past his head

being to intrigued to be dead!

 

Ending up assisting taking their possessions

terrified victims left at the scene.

Racing together to make a good get away

stopping in a hidden copse.

They faced each other and wearily unmasked

in complete surprise he basked.

 

In the surreal moonlight saw a beautiful woman

sitting calmly in his vision.

This was not her first time at highway robbery

she was not from a poor family.

Her motives were for the thrill and adventure

not easy to take in for sure.

 

Yet there was no anger it was if they had to meet

a bond grew from there on.

And a love that would overcome every barrier

for many years to come.

Though with no illusions their alliance could end

but together would transcend!

 

What happened to them is another tale to tell.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

The Rising Star!

The rising star began to feel positive

from humble beginnings

in a short time had found appreciation

real falling at their feet

clapping and cheering with them at gigs

staying no longer in digs.

 

They began to feel the awe and majesty

as fame began to spread

on stage the screams were exhilarating

adrenaline the real rush

from ambitions of becoming a singer

the family wealth bringer!

 

Young enthusiastic and very ambitious

it could only get better

moving up the fame ladder of popularity

a platform for their music

writing those lyrics that would appeal

the passion fans could feel.

 

It was not a pure or virginal business

pitfalls waited within

parties booze drugs had once been rife

the bad and the good

knowing what they wanted loving their art

having a genuine heart.

 

Realising it would not be an easy prize

real depth of character

not just acclaim or making the money

to themselves had to show

natural honest and true earning fame

by gaining respect the aim.

 

Through passion and hard work became a Superstar!

 

The Foureyed Poet

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The Slayers Busy Night!

The adrenaline pumped as the stake went in

wishing she could share the kill.

Tias face lit up with a triumphant grin

a long night she  felt the fatigue.

As the dust lay at her leather clad feet

it was the vampire it looked neat.

 

The sector was large that she patrolled

it would be good not to be alone.

Vampires increasing at a rapid rate

an epidemic her watcher said!

Their blood hunger raising the toll

placing more pressure on her role!

 

In the distance her eyes saw a figure

tension gripped her athletic body.

On her guard with stealth approaching

there stood a tall lean young man.

Somehow there was no fear as he spoke

standing in a long black cloak.

 

He to was a slayer from another place

tracking a band of roaming vampires.

Also finding it was getting harder to cope

not wanting to trespass.

They both were attracted to each other

more like a sister and brother.

 

After a very long and restful discussion

they became aware of movement.

In a flash they were attacked from behind

six vampires after their blood.

But their skill together destroyed five

as the sun rose they were alive.

 

Exhausted but thrilled parting company

a new team had been born.

Knowing each had to stay on their own

there was somebody to call upon.

Heading back for her well-earned sleep

never asked his name it would keep.

 

The vampire that had just got away from the fight

swore he would find them again one night!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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