No Warnings!

There were no warnings as the ground shook

furniture tipped over crockery smashed

panic overwhelmed the startled population

seemed too powerful for an after shock

wide cracks appeared in the fertile ground

rising up like a mass burial mound!

 

From that once stable happy environment

a good life of fun pleasure and unity

a heaven on earth without hate or violence

far from the despicable created misery

this community lived unnoticed in peace

until that moment hope did cease!

 

Had been said there were volcanoes beneath

but after so long complacency grew

until it was triggered and dreams were gone

just escaping the inferno as magnum

gushed into the fresh open air lava flowed

to all nearby no mercy was showed!

 

The destruction of the virtual reality society

instigated not only by mankind

but the might of an earth now fighting back

as unprecedented natural disasters

began to plague a weary battered civilization

into fearing this was damnation!

 

Humans thought they were in total control

found their part was only a minor role!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

The Sun!

The sun disappeared from our site that day

objects had been reported

over every country creating mega shadows

on a scale never before seen

for some weeks temporally masking its rays

turning day into a permanent night

as the people feared the awaited elimination

of its said God’s own creation!

 

But for a while the skies cleared as we watched

confused at the true nature

of the objects that added to the odd formations

that filled the once virgin skies

everybody expected the earth to finally crumble

but there was an uneasy quell

with endless instability of wars and darkness

where evil ruled gone was holiness!

 

Then the overdue eruption of the huge volcano

that lay below the country park

sent clouds of ash and debris into the atmosphere

the endless night became reality

the slow deterioration of civilisation began to bite

the rich lived deep underground

on the surface the dwindling population struggled

their minds with pollution muddled!

 

Yet we knew there were unseen creatures here

as if the environment had been altered

for another race as we choked rapidly depleting

monsters were taking our young

as we now feared demons were not mythological

and our once beautiful mother earth

had become a true hell nothing good survived

humanity of innocents and love deprived!

 

FOREVER!

 

Another Conspiracy Theory?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

Blindly!

Standing on the roadside watching

endless traffic like a blur

though their minds are out of sync

going blindly towards oblivion

without thought of consequences

or actions to any other lives

just no one else to them mattered

nor whose existence battered!

 

Acting in their vehicles as if reflecting

the way humans interact

cannot stop them their needs rule

priority is for themselves

why buy easier to take from others

violence is an acceptable factor

empathy to them a sign of weakness

always be tough no meekness!

 

Dominate the weak care not how they live

just as long as you are alright

surge on with no thought lie steal cheat

pollute why protect this habitat

feeling protected in their own metal box

their territory within untouched

the masses live in a fabricated environment

where only the selected are content!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beneath!

None of them realised what lay beneath

in the nebulous caverns below

created by the incalculable mining shafts

zigzagging beneath the ground

where repulsive creatures had nested

unknown now totally infested!

 

The heavy rain caused saturation of fields

weakening the infrastructure

few realised the fragile surface eroding

existing in their daily routines

unaware of the approaching catastrophe

of which none could foresee!

 

Not in recorded history had it been so bleak

floods engulfed communities

rainfall increased authorities unable to cope

water seeping up from below

thinking the situation could not get worse

their position became perverse!

 

The ground beneath their feet now gave way

and the population fell into hell

the rout of humankind an unexpected horror

soon they would discover

those who had survived the brutal carnage

faced a demonic rampage!

 

Laying injured beasts spawned in darkness

rapidly violated their flesh

hiding out of the light as those able to move

ran blindly in every direction

but they were overwhelmed by the specter

of life were no respecter!

 

Some managed to reach the surface for help

received by military forces

who were preparing a major rescue attempt

uncertain of what to expect

before entering into the hostile environment

cautiously made their descent

 

Soon confronting beasts of an unknown origin

agile in the mud and blackness

unprepared for the battles and horrors to follow

thousands perished that first day

as the soldiers hurriedly retreated from a real hell

of which few survived to tell!

 

Not mythical flesh-eating fiends but an uncontrollable evil

festered beneath their feet!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Settlers!

On the plains of the vast unexplored country

families had come as settlers.

Searching a new start from their homeland

realising hardships ahead.

Into the wilderness of a hostile environment

was their mutual intent!

 

Their only belongings stored in their wagon

just one of a long train.

No comforts only heartache along the trail

dying an every day event!

Raids by indigenous indian’s a constant threat

but they’d never admit regret.

 

An unmapped territory never before explored

with only their courage.

Many with faith in their god to keep them safe

from far-flung nations.

Seeking a better life in an unforgiving culture

as overhead flew the vulture!

 

Days of searing heat as man and animals dropped

countless miles of dust.

Then the torrents of pitiless rain and flash floods

left them with nothing!

Yet the survival instinct drove them to their goal

despite the eventual toll!

 

Creating a nation to this day that is loved and hated

by different parts of our world.

Influenced by the suffering of those early settlers

determined foolish and brave.

Carving their names in the history books of mankind

today how are their endeavours defined?

 

As our society reaches terminal velocity!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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