Just a pensioner not rich worked all his life

paid his taxes owed nothing

entitled to no benefits a proud honest man

at last got his small bungalow

now retired family had grown fled the nest

had until recently felt blessed!


Thought himself just one member of society

saved and earned every penny

pleased that day he had got his dream home

no frills but was their dream

sadly he would be moving in this place alone

missed her the only love he had known!


Sorry his wife had gone they were never parted

now could not physically share

yet knew her spirit would always be very near

their pet dog they both loved

would be close by his side the day he entered

for a simple life his hopes centered!


His two children helped him safely get settled in

but lived some distance away

though not the same was still a contented man

country views no neighbours to close

eased himself into a routine and restful lifestyle

certain he would live here for some while!


For months was good walking with his best friend

trips to the nearby picturesque village

soon winter was approaching began to stay in more

unaware of strangers observing

on a cold night snow falling upon sodden ground

the dog heard an unfamiliar sound!


Jim had fallen asleep under his duvet oh so warm

barked at the bedroom door

too late the hooded burglars were already inside

burst in to the darkened room

in the intruders muscular leg tiny teeth did sink

then Jim hit before could wake and blink!


In minutes the dog lay unconscious by his master

as the bungalow was ransacked

without thought or any respect his home violated

thinking he must have wealth hidden

pissed off stole his precious ten-year old motor car

found burnt out nearby a bloody iron bar!


The perpetrators long gone to find another victim

when dad never made a call

to his daughter as usual on the Thursday evening

called the police and headed there

only to be told he was critically ill in intensive care

the children gathered their grief to share!


Jim never woke up he succumbed to the assault

now resting with his beloved wife

his loyal mate Tinker who had stayed by his side

recovered who often sat by the grave

missed his kind voice for him would always grieve

and the sticks he threw for him to retrieve!


Eventually the thugs were apprehended and jailed

but not before others were hurt

sentenced to twenty-five years in a secure facility

to the victims it was a kind of justice

small comfort for the dad and granddad they had lost

the memories and his suffering too high a cost!








That Day!

The weather was at last good on that day

as the countless military craft

headed for the designated landing beach

soldiers and sailors ready to fight

face the formidable enemy forces as one

their resolve had to be strong!


Socializing before the normality ended

many nations together in unity

differences put aside to defeat the foe

navy guns firing overhead

to wipe out the damaging gun positions

creating lethal conditions!


Onward without ceasing charged the brave

knowing they could not fail

into history to breach those enemy lines

at a terrible cost of comrades

planes dropping bombs noise and smoke

in their lungs made them choke!


Fighters back on their home soil side by side

many there for god and country

others dying to free their people from tyranny

civilians also slain on that day

as the allies spearheaded the bloody onslaught

each step desperately fought!


This being the first major step to Victory!


The Foureyed Poet.



Behind The Barricade!

Behind the barricade each were equal

no distinction prevailed

expressing vocally their nation’s pride

unity of wills and passion

afraid that their identity would be lost

at an unforgivable cost!


From a peaceful but loud demonstration

good-humoured and fun

violence erupted and that moment gone

becoming more sinister

cries now not of joy but panic and pain

as comrades now lay slain!


Behind the barricades placards discarded

the tensions increasing

peaceful protests lost to a radical element

as the acrid smoke rises

from burning tyres and missiles thrown

the future now unknown!


The once calm and familiar city centre

streets and communal parks

now battle zones raging out of control

and the ripples of rebellion

no more talk and discussions to dwell

they enter the realms of hell!


On the precipice their lives on the edge!


The Foureyed Poet.

All That Remain Now!

Is it not sad old pictures are all that remain now

of a towns varied and historic past

many buildings have been demolished somehow

the excuse progress it happened too fast

those once quiet country lanes are gone forever

becoming busy noisy streets and roads

modern buildings stand the designs not so clever

byways filled with traffic of varied loads

people hurry by in a characterless town so cold

only stories to tell to hold the interest

negative vibes seem to emanate no longer old

in these priceless places they do not invest

listed buildings allowed to linger then soon decay

once in this poor state they are pulled down

if only the councils would see the harm one day

how it has become a sad and heartless town!


Once the character and history has been destroyed

that workmanship and craftwork is lost

with total disregard for the towns past is employed

the future generations will pay the cost!


The Foureyed Poet.

Life! (1984)

Life is very short this is true

when time is up there’s nothing we can do

no matter how painful this may seem

this is one true fact that has always been

when the lord calls us into his fold

we can do nothing but do as we are told!


Many of us cannot understand

when we die we go to a greater land

there are many young people who are lost

and they are heavily paying the cost

all searching for truth and purpose

lots have sunk so low and will never surface!


Creating a world of vice and violence

that causes a long festering silence

the human race never seems to learn

but continues to constantly yearn

to kill innocent  people for some cause

without even taking a short pause!


Few see the pointlessness of it all

no doubt to end in another global war!


Nothing changes as years pass man is the same!



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