Battled!

As the young nurse battled to help the child

a bullet pieced her brain

she laid next to the traumatized youngster

as black smoke billowed

all around them as others through stones

just wanting to be left alone

many more were hit as they loudly protested

as the soldier mocked and jested!

 

As a powerful nation was intent on eliminating

a race of people they hated

no mercy for their lives or culture were given

just a cold psychotic belief

that they were simply in their way and must go

total annihilation the final aim

even with the outcry by many nations to cease

from the aggressor would find no peace!

 

Even those reporting these outrageous sights

were always in the snipers sights

the world watched seemly helpless to intervene

onward rolled the killing machine!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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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.

Normal Day!

He remembered when asked a normal day

his son had come home on leave

such excitement amongst the whole family

worried about him in the war zone

always glad when he phoned for his chat

conversations about this and that!

 

Trying to keep his spirits up it was hard

for his parents to show concern

their only child was in a dangerous place

his decision to become a soldier

knew only to well the risks of enemy fire

how fragile life was in this quagmire!

 

So the big party was for his safe return

last tour before discharge

had decided to leave wanted to be home

had met a girl of his dreams

an engineer was certain to make a career

in a local firm an offer was near!

 

On the eve of his families planned celebration

his dad wanted to go for a walk

along the small harbour where he had fished

bringing his son up to love the sea

days to reminisce remembering such fun

of the bonding of father and son!

 

Standing quietly their link renewed relaxed

a faint crack like distant gun shot

his son slumped in slow motion onto the rail

three words spoke help me dad

as in the shaking arms of dad passed away

his father for this first time did pray!

 

Had not been killed by the enemy in battle

but by a robber fleeing the police

firing an illegal weapon and a stray bullet

that had ricochet off a sign post

fate had dealt an awful blow on that day

what unseen forces were at play?

 

Started as a normal day is all he could recall!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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