Watching!

On the dusty tank the soldiers stared intently

watching the shells strike

detonating onto the occupied enemy lines

as rockets and shell fire

was quickly returned in a never ending battle

creating vibration and rattle!

 

Each were distant from the carnage and anguish

young conscripts not hardened

warriors of  too many campaigns of aggression

again forced to protect their land

believing their cause was just without hesitation

the civilians filled with trepidation!

 

But as with all brutal conflicts it breeds more hate

resentment creating much bigger foe

a cycle of revenge and bloody savage retaliation

as the very young bitterly grow up

the horrors absorbed into impressionable minds

peace hopes fading behind closing blinds!

 

The ever mounting strife going back to long ago

hard to break historical differences

each have grievances and suspicions to tell

that seem impossible to resolve

the deaths and injuries continue to increase

can a way ever be found for peace?

 

My wishes always for a planet without wars!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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The Department Store!

On patrol in the large empty department store

the security officer froze!

Troubled at the mannequins surrounding him

hearing a shuffling sound.

Assuming that an intruder had entered within

hairs stood up on his skin!

 

Struggling to Keep calm carried on with task

but his discomfort grew.

Darkness began to close in on the lower floor

even his torch did not help.

Heading with nervous tension to the service lift

there had been a display shift!

 

It was disturbing to see his exit had been blocked

having to divert to the stairs.

Calling for support from his colleague got no reply

only static on the two way radio.

Items began to fall he was isolated and full of fear

what was roaming about in here?

 

Reaching the office a sense of relief nobody was there

he observed the security screens,

Almost afraid to breathe glared with an intensity

at where he had just come from.

Saw the other guard being hit around his head

across a table his body was spread!

 

Instantly reacting headed back to assist his mate

tripping over the fallen items.

Charging the lone figure like an angry raging bull

into a lady’s shoe display.

Ready to grapple this violent mysterious intruder

his anger becoming cruder.

 

Turning the suddenly limp body with some force

found it a lifeless dummy!

Reeling threw it down went to the injured guard

but he was nowhere to be seen!

Determined to find a telephone heard a sound

finding himself on the ground.

 

Another mannequin was about to drop an object

on him as he lay stunned.

Lashing out trying to get out of any harms way

felt himself being shaken.

He woke ready to fight this frightening creation

determined to get his retaliation.

 

But it was the other guard with a nice big mug of tea

who had woken him from a doze.

Falling asleep before the shift had actually started

at least it had not been real.

Arriving on the lower ground of the department store

certain he had made each move before!

 

Was it a dream or a premonition of impending doom?

 

The Foureyed Poet.