Sinkhole!

Outside of the desert camp gates

a sinkhole had appeared

during the long cold dark night

their entrance blocked

patrols at the perimeter fence

found cracks so immense!

 

Anybody within were trapped

the only way out fly

but there were no helicopters

nobody knew the cause

deep concern a secret facility

it was an act of hostility!

 

Who was the enemy contact lost

communications down

alone in the middle of a desert

an unseen enemy close

vibrations beneath their feet

with nowhere to retreat!

 

How any invaders could penetrate

or attack undetected

a dark project non-existent site

caused a major threat

no time to initiate self destruct

the project was fucked!

 

Blasts grew louder from below

the ground they stood on

disintegrated as the craft rose

cylindrical and metallic

slowly emerged from the debris

leaving behind the frenzy!

 

From the small sinkhole it grew

until everything imploded

those few soldiers who survived

helplessly watched

as in silence and blink of an eye

it vanished into the sky!

 

The leaders were far from amused

the stolen technology

could lead to the their downfall

those mighty paymasters

defeated by their doomsday device

mankind paying the price!

 

Could such a scenario really happen?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Nuclear Tests!

Each tree trembled from an unnatural vibration

in front the shortcut grass

at first glance seemed empty no humans around

but a rhythmic rustling sound

the grass no longer green as millions of worms

covered it like visible germs!

 

Normally filled with families happily playing

but darkness made them leave

a vast area near wide barren desert plains

unknown to most as a test site

for  nuclear experiments decades in the past

soon repercussions would be cast!

 

Radiation had seeped down to the sandy base

and preserved fertile soil

part of plans to research radio-active fallout

yet failed to realise consequences

worms absorbing the lethal product mutating

a disaster in the making!

 

From their natural state transformed rapidly

into flesh-eating creatures

searching for prey surfacing on the grassland

sensing it was nearby

as the park rangers unwittingly approached

as on deadly ground encroached!

 

No indication as they walked to their demise

just empty bloody uniforms

slithering on until the dawn leaving a gory trail

as visitors came to find

the area cordoned off as scientists investigated

and cause of the horror deliberated!

 

The mutated worms had gone back below ground

to the cool and darkness

not until the next night would the slaughter begin

their time slot was short

in solving the abomination they unwittingly created

before it truly escalated!

 

The hours were ticking by as the night was upon them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Silo!

The desert was flat you could never tell

that below where you stood

was a military bunker and missile silo

from a time years passed

built here on this lonely barren latitude

that had a bad attitude!

 

An everlasting reminder of mans ingenuity

negative approach to peace

of times that have gone but do still exist

creation of terror and destruction

yet for many this factor has disappeared

to die is no longer feared!

 

Thinking foolishly that all conflicts will end

is only in dreamers minds

always there simmering the spark of war

lay in wait in human culture

where somebody is ready to light the flame

so conflicts in history doth remain!

 

The silo is but one symbol of the bloody past

forever on humans the shadow cast!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Desert Trip!

A couple on holiday in Las Vegas city

decided to hire a car.

And take a day trip into the vast desert

objects they hope to see.

Hearing much about the secret base

their journey gathered pace!

 

Racing away from the city excitedly

without expectation.

But hoping there could be a sighting

for them to remember.

Excited with the anticipation and fun

roof down enjoying the sun.

 

Near the perimeter of the vast area 51

their car came to a stop.

Thinking the fuel had actually run out

stuck on the hard shoulder.

Sitting taking in the shimmering view

as in the sky a dot of light grew!

 

Becoming aware of this pulsating object

closing in on their position!

No  noise could they hear as it got near

rapidly changing shape.

Then it was hovering above their heads

their nerves torn to shreds!

 

Now a reddish hue and an elongated form

they felt a searing heat.

It moved hovering above the sandy floor

for what seemed hours.

Afraid to move could only watch in awe

chilled to their bony core!

 

Within a blink it shot straight up and vanished

at an incredible velocity!

Their hired cars engine just started once more

in shock got out of there.

Their desire had unexpectedly been fulfilled

but this show had not been billed!

 

That day they were not the only witnesses

but no explanation was ever found!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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A Dark Shape!

As they stared through night vision binoculars

lights lit up in the desert

a dark silent shape took off at high-speed

the base was cloaked once more

they stood many miles away on a distant hill

their mission tried to fulfill!

 

Watching the secret and famous classified base

risking detection even from here

their time had not been wasted as they saw

amazing aerial acrobatics

from yet another secret disc shaped flying craft

zooming gracefully in an updraft!

 

Are there man made unknown flying objects

or is there alien intervention

countless sightings seen over many decades

reported and confirmed

what truths lay hidden beneath the sands

controlled by secret hands!

 

The centre of our attention is area fifty-one

in the Nevada desert

so much dark mystery of  fact and fiction

intrigue deepens each year

nothing confirmed nor speculation denied

what do they really hide?

 

We should know the truth rather than listen to lies!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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