Far Below!

Like ants scurrying life went on far below

while several miles in the sky

an airline pilot knew there was a problem

the passengers were aware

after the shudder and bangs occurred

the assurances all were absurd!

 

Fear was etched on the air stewards faces

as the plane rapidly lost elevation

both the pilots struggling to regain control

passengers to filled with dread

oxygen masks came rapidly into their view

another bang as left engine blew!

 

Alarms sounded it was heading for the ground

no panic yet an expectation

nor screams or crying but a disturbing calm

each felt this their final destination

emergency crews ready at the nearby airport

impacting runway that was too short!

 

Crashing onto the tarmac at too high a speed

metal grating as plane ripped apart

fuel igniting spilling out of ruptured tanks

fire truck ready with foam spray

those inside waited for broken plane to stop

heading for a sheer drop!

 

With inches to spare the plane came to rest

now a raging fire people still alive

rescuers there to save to help survivors

fearing the worst they strived

to quell the savage flames and get them out

had anybody lived there was doubt!

 

For some astounding reason all were spared

now and forever a bond they shared!

 

The cause of the near disaster yet to be determined!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Savage Streets!

Cruelty and savagery explodes upon our streets

violence multiplies in every part of society

nobodies safe in the urban jungle or their homes

promises to cure the soaring carnage have failed

deaths go on the young rule many no go areas

where is law and order to protect the people

why is the taxpayers pockets continually drained

there is still much ground left bloodstained!

 

Emergency services being attacked on their call outs

hospital staff assaulted in the emergency rooms

trying to help all the thousands of drunken revellers

as those giving support are under increasing pressure

decision makers seem to live in a different dimension

as their statistics down play just what is happening

in the harsh concrete and tarmac wastelands no control

gangs and criminals power grows evil takes its toll!

 

Is this not happening everywhere in a violent society today

where the dark side on humanity doth now prey!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Control Tower!

In the airport control tower was excitement

an emergency call had been received

putting them on alert watching radar screens

a pilot on another plane had reported

of an approaching aircraft without any lights

a hazard to other night flights!

 

No incoming traffic was expected that hour

but there was one taxiing

last for the night the mail plane running late

suddenly upon the radar

a blip came into view and descending to land

was there anyone to understand?

 

With no reply were the pilots still conscious

the grounded plane crew

were told to turn right onto a holding lane

as the unknown object

seemed to be coming down at a faster rate

not much time to contemplate!

 

Emergency tenders now lined the lit runway

adrenaline rush for the crews

waiting for the unknown craft to materialise

out of the dark empty skyline

no visible sighting or audible sound present

as time passed more intent!

 

It should have been overhead and descending

coming into final approach

but as the moon came from behind the clouds

a massive cylindrical shape

like a huge beast dwarfed those on the ground

to all staring did confound!

 

On into the distance at low altitude continued

jets were scrambled to pursue

having to abort mission when electronics failed

even at this point communications

for the area for two minutes was blacked out

of alien origin there was no doubt!

 

When power returned the radar was now blank

no traffic was flying in the air

it had gone any response was quashed or denied

emergency crews stood down

as only the public dared report the existence

authorities denial immense !

 

Another unidentified object sighting hushed up

even though filmed and seen

by many civilians military personnel and police

explained as a large transport plane

flying low with an electrical fault was off course

their story of course false!

 

But it was not the first passing over the area!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Completed!

The subway train drivers shift was completed

tired after a long day.

With the last few passengers still to get off

it came to a grating halt.

Approaching the last station on the route

their situation becoming acute!

 

Power was then lost emergency lights on

a weird action then followed.

All the sliding doors opened with a thud

how the electricity was off!

Up ahead there was something on the line

what it was he couldn’t define!

 

His journey back to base had been delayed

certainly quietly terrified

Made the decision to gather his passengers

their number only five.

Decided to guide them back down the train

feeling the energy drain!

 

Expecting at each open gap an entity to board

soon they reached the rear.

Jumping down onto the underground line

fumbling in the eerie dark.

A few dim lights made the progress a crawl

but every few feet they’d fall!

 

As the group moaned and questioned why

they needed to escape.

A sound from behind made their ears pop

now it was time to run.

Whatever had been infront on display

was now coming their way!

 

A pressure was building everything shuddered

as if thousands of pounding feet.

Coming at last to the previous station scrabbled

onto the welcoming platform.

Followed rapidly by small spidery like creatures

swarming with fiendish features!

 

One of the five slipped and instantly overwhelmed

is seconds only bones remained.

Just keeping ahead ran up the still escalators

along passageways to the exit.

The steel entrance door suddenly opened wide

and they ran outside!

 

A group sped passed in special protective suits

and some unusual weapons.

Awful noises from within seemed to be endless

they were taken away for checks.

And to be debriefed about what each one saw

informing them to say nothing more!

 

Hours later the drivers day at last was completed

and he wearily got home.

Trying to take in what had happened on his shift

throwing his close down.

Just wanted to get in the shower and feel clean

the creature he had not seen!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

The Flight Attendant!

Not keen on flying but having no choice

the business woman winced.

As she boarded the large long haul flight

going into business class.

And unsettled stomach through flying

sat nervously sighing!

 

The plane on this day was less than half full

but busy in her section.

Many she knew were busy on their laptops

and they acknowledged her.

Half an hour later rising and heading east

her agitation increased.

 

She tried to work and then sleep but failed

then a nice flight attendant.

Came over to talk it calmed her tension

thinking he was very nice.

She had never had such attention before

happy to talk even more.

 

After awhile she fell into a restful slumber

when she awoke he had gone!

Not wanting to think she had been rude

summoned another attendant.

Felt she had to apologise but got an odd reply

for this airline he did not fly!

 

Nobody recognised her description of him

there were no male staff.

Soon after one of the engines caught fire

it was quickly put out.

But had to make an emergency landing

then there he was standing!

 

The young man stood making her feel at ease

petrified at the unfolding events!

Safely touching down with a jolt on the runway

a cheer went up with relief.

But the attendant was not there any more

now she was really sure.

 

He was not real but why had he appeared to her

she was glad he did.

Giving such comfort and strength on her journey

escaping down the shoot.

Back in the terminal where she got on the plane

composure now could maintain!

 

Months later still could not get back in the air

wondering who he was.

Then on a site about passed air disasters

saw his face in a picture.

Killed on a crashed plane helping others survive

his name Alan no longer alive!

 

How glad she was he had come to help her to.

 

The Foureyed Poet.