Curiosity!

Heard the footsteps then saw it

a black mist hit him

his girlfriend said she saw it to

both yelled out shaken

were standing on the first floor

in a derelict nursing home

abandoned not very long ago

conflict within grew!

The urge to leave here strong

yet curiosity had won

on their full spectrum camera

an image was created

proof they had found evidence

in their belief a spirit

still lingering inside these walls

as a voice to them calls!

Walking down the same hallway

noticed a cupboard

its door wide open both certain

last time came this way

sure it had been completely shut

on reviewing footage

this was correct again the shadow

ahead of them did show!

Within there was no breeze at all

in this retirement home

knew many had died on their own

a depressing feeling

began to overwhelm them both

on their spirit box

for help a faint rasp voice pleaded

their bravery receded!

Certain that contact had been made

exhausted needed to leave

but would have to come back again

unfinished business did remain!

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Tunnels!

Down into the deep cold dank tunnels

the group headed to investigate

a historic fort on the rugged coastline

protecting the nation for centuries

the ominous granite walls a landmark

what waited for then in the dark?

 

It was to be not only their first visit

no other group had entered

since the fought had been occupied

by soldiers during the war

in the forties its last official conflict

their findings could not predict!

 

Down the stone steps to a bolted gate

three apprehensive men

entering felt the rush of stale cold air

hit their faces gasped to breath

keeping together moved with vigilance

they were feeling intense!

 

Head torches piercing the deep blackness

water dripping from above

walls slimy to touch any sound magnified

in the distance a female scream

loud shouting voices to halted progress

their enthusiasm did suppress!

 

Uneasy about getting lost decided to retreat

as a deep groan then vicious push

made them turn and run in a blind terror

soon back at the entrance panting

feeling safer now pondered their evidence

implications for research immense!

 

It had been picked up by their equipment

this reinforced their commitment!

 

Knew they had to go back into the tunnels!

 

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From The Air!

From the air nothing moved in the rubble

after the months of pounding

no building from shells bombs and artillery

was complete thousands had died

bodies still lay underneath the ancient city

anybody there could only feel pity!

 

High definition images made it look surreal

a once proud and thriving culture

following the same paths as their ancestors

caught in an international conflict

that did not care of the human lives or cost

so many generations ever lost!

 

He was powerless sent to record the aftermath

of this brutality and utter carnage

he had seen it so often the pointlessness of war

the displacement of the survivors

torn from the only lives they had ever known

their plight captured by a drone!

 

The people of the world watched then moved on

shocked yet this was but one story

destruction and domination was not new to man

this had always gone on the few ruled

over the masses who suffered at their cruel hands

upon us peasants in all the earthly lands!

 

Until man is eradicated himself from existence so be it!

 

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Epic movies!

Those epic movies depicting the worlds destruction

the predicted end times

gamma-ray bursts from the sun setting it in flames

violent earth quakes

nuclear disasters either by terrorist attacks or war

where mankind is no more!

 

Alien invasion enslaving us or taking over our minds

meteorites hurtling earthbound

is far from a new concept the history of humanoids

yet many dates have come

passing by with life still here in some kind of form

of a physical platform!

 

An inevitability that one day something will happen

there is always a never ending dread

that with much conflict of so many volatile men

as misunderstandings have happened

it will eventually with such lethal weapons escalate

at an unstoppable deadly rate!

 

Yet for many years they have predicted the future

long before there is a chance

such scenarios were ever conceived a possibility

almost like a warning to us all

that we need to change the direction of our actions

to stop any doomsday transactions!

 

The movies are getting more intense is the time near

when the truth is exposed

what we have seen and been thrilled upon the screen

becomes a reality not fiction

as if a pre-planned history and written screenplay

that will make mankind really go away!

 

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Regret!

Regret the only word he could think of at the time

hidden in the deep military bunker

risking his thoughts being read by the computers

doubting the technology advances

he had created to combat the android revolution

that was now part of our evolution!

 

Even as the inventor began to think it was crazy

to have created these robotics

but being under orders had to complete this task

finding the answer how to out smart

superior machines created by man’s God complex

their creation had upon all put a hex!

 

Down in the deep bunker in his sophisticated lab

knew this would not be safe for long

could hear the explosions rapidly becoming louder

secure computers would be hacked

his software had been tested on human subjects

classed by his masters as rejects!

 

Within the hour alarms rang out in the complex

security arrived said time to go

communication systems immediately shut down

running through escape tunnels

quickly made their way to a high-speed bullet train

their lives desperately trying to retain!

 

A split second later the whole base was disintegrated

the androids had not killed their mark

unable to eliminate him yet certain software erased

yet this too had also been rescued

so the war would intensify their superiority had ended

into unknown depths humanity descended!

 

The conflict between man and machine entered a new phase!

 

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Heroes!

Man is always engaged in some conflict

yet in nineteen forty-five

allied forces had taken the battle

to the enemy’s homeland

they with superior weapons to use

were on their way to lose!

 

Even then many heroes being created

often unexpected participants

in a bloody cruel devastating slaughter

with so much sadistic acts

upon the foe and too often their own

hatred there forever sown!

 

Often greatly outnumbered to the end

each held their ground

turning defeat into miraculous victory

sacrificing themselves

defending the honour of each comrade

mainly orders obeyed!

 

Through gallantry pride and circumstance

into history the heroes eternally advance!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Arrow!

He saw it coming the arrow towards him flew

was frozen to the spot

here in the middle of the battle was engaged

it pierced his shoulder

violently he fell down onto the battlefield

where his life did yield!

 

Instantly the any sounds of the conflict faded

as his body touched down

any pain dissolved from the injury received

penetrating his beating heart

finding himself rising from the body shell

that lay where he fell!

 

Like a silent movie he walked with no sound

amongst his once comrades

still many fighting as the two armies clashed

seeing others like shadows

some like himself roamed about as if at peace

his earthly existence then did cease!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Reported!

It had been reported the battlefields were haunted

even video and voice recordings

captured for everyone to listen to and actually see

here many had met a violent demise

were thousands in mass graves still together lay

from the civil war to this day!

 

Drawn by the immense scale of an awful conflict

fellow countrymen on opposite sides

intent on inflicting mass slaughter in a civil war

could their restless spirits fight on

to the present time those traumas ever replayed

the orders still being obeyed!

 

The area vast people drawn with morbid interest

wanting to explore the scene

some maybe have psychic abilities most do not

yet all sense something is here

soldiers seen moving covertly through the bracken

yet nothing there when tracking!

 

Some are videoed giving evidence to be shown

physical contact to reported

pushed and hit yet nobody was visible to the eye

some even in a battle scenario

re-living an event that upon this ground occurred

cannon and rifle fire also heard!

 

The vast array of what is called paranormal evidence

continuous to confound the experts

those who admit they do not believe cannot explain

this lingering oppressive atmosphere

hanging over land where more than fifty Thousand died

their stories forever denied!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trapped!

Trapped in a city under siege no way to escape

barrage of heavy gun fire!

That never seems to stop as it gets closer

explosions shaking your being!

As death is all around at every second

your existence to could end!

 

Dust dirt and blood wherever you turn

cry’s of pain stench of death!

Hell on earth without a glimmer of hope

to even comfort you!

Government troops your people’s enemy

encroaching on your territory!

 

Each shattering explosion brings the horror closer

citizens caught in the barrage!

As the resistance fighters struggle to retaliate

with their inferior weapons!

In the end overwhelming odds tell the story

they don’t speak of glory!

 

Conflicts blight increasing nations before our eyes

rising the crescendo of their cries!

 

The Foureyed Poet.