Split Second!

In a split second there had been an explosion

here he stood on the edge of a drop

his office had just disintegrated where he sat

no warning of the impending disaster

fire a major hazard as he struggled to survive

hoping his world would not crash dive!

 

There had been several loud explosions within

yet as he desperately searched

to reach the emergency exits heard the noise

saw helicopters with no insignia

hovering as if observing the carnage unfold

the event planned and controlled!

 

He had not heard of any warnings of an attack

as the smoke and dust billowed

becoming hard to breath in these toxic fumes

vision was limited as at last

headed down the stairwell of the office block

another explosion made it rock!

 

Fire rescue met the small group he had joined

in their long perilous descent

from ninetieth level to the upper ground floor

fearing they would not make it

with help made their way to a triage base unit

where traumatized could sit!

 

Heard the emergency services discussing openly

the destruction that surrounded

the once large commercial and banking complex

some said they had seen missiles

others certain military type unmarked aircraft

facts withheld as news was broadcast!

 

Though the official line was terrorist aggression

a unified statement was issued

with film of planes melting like butter into steel

such loss of life everything changed

conflicts division misery and terror zoomed

technology in our lives mushroomed!

 

Truth had no meaning anymore as advertising

through every electronic outlet

guided our way of thinking in certain directions

we believed what they wanted

as evil could be peddled on a massive world stage

emotions easily raised to hatred and rage!

 

That young businessman delved into what occurred

never any history of depression

his mind opened to secret societies and practices

just wanting the truth and honesty

ten years after that apocalyptic event he was dead

depressed could not face life it was said!

 

What transpired did he find out more than he should!

 

Is this another conspiracy theory?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Explosion!

A huge explosion that knocked him down

forcibly hitting the marble wall

no warning given as the building shattered

around him deafened by the blast

vomiting and gasping from dust and smoke

began to think he would choke!

 

In the hotel lobby with friends and others

guests and staff happily talking

such a headache and pain in both his legs

was quickly able to stand

disorientated he almost fell on a body part

as the scene tried to depart!

 

Ears ringing blinded by his pouring blood

through thick pulverized concrete

saw a glimmer of light as more explosions

were occurring far above him

a fireman came helping him out into sunlight

quickly removing him from the site!

 

From a vantage point inside an ambulance

he watched the skyscraper

disintegrate before his aching sore eyes

ground shook dust engulfed

once busy roads hidden in a deathly smog

that their lungs did clog!

 

After he had witnessed this appalling carnage

he quickly lost consciousness

the enormity of this major event developed

as a shocked world watched

a mystery still remains as other buildings fell

on that day it felt they were in hell!

 

He never woke up one more victim added to the many!

 

Still today it is assumed terrorists this act did invoke!

 

Could This Really Have Happened?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

The library!

The young librarian had no problems on arrival

to take up her new senior post

this her own domain to run with an assistant

in a rural north country town

charged with the task of bringing it up to date

excited she could not wait!

 

There would be much to do and evenings spent

a huge challenge to savour

hardly been changed since the nineteen fifties

soon her first late after it closed

and coming to the end of the week feeling tired

though happy and inspired.

 

Placing hundreds of books  in alphabetical order

heard whispering from nearby

as a large book shot out narrowly missing her face

falling onto piles of books

years of accumulated dust made her cough and splutter

not a word could utter!

 

Shaken and more than a little disturbed had to leave

running to get some fresh air

covered in this layer of musty old clinging dust

on exiting saw a movement

followed by fast tapping on the  glass window

what it could be did not know!

 

Now understood why her assistant would not stay

would not re-enter that night

could not sleep thinking of what had transpired

what had she seen and heard

returning early the next morning it seemed fine

of a break-in no sign!

 

It went without incident for several more days

chatting casually to the assistant

said it had once been  the towns court and jail

rumours abounded it was haunted

though denied witnessing anything herself

never saw books fly off the shelf!

 

The librarian more confident decided to stay

late into the evening again

with the task nearly completed cleared up

content about to leave

heard a book fall turning in the direction

a natural human reaction!

 

Before her a black mass was quickly forming

what looked like a devil

attacked her terrified screams were muffled

there was nobody to hear

the assistant was surprised to find it unlocked

going inside even more shocked!

 

On the floor by the desk the librarian sat groaning

making no sense at all

when approached retreated cowering wide-eyed

taken for psychic evaluation

was committed to a mental asylum as insane

and there she did remain!

 

This was several years ago no explanation discovered

but we know don’t we?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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