Android!

The newspaper had an advert for a dance

decided to go drinks were free

the venue a smart hotel needed some fun

anybody welcome it said

on posters spread all around the entrance

into the dance I did advance.

 

But there was no mention of the occasion

for the lavish open  party

there were a lot of people within the lobby

waiting excitedly to get inside

surprised at the number of security staff

no smiles certainly not a laugh.

 

They all had the same appearance very odd

food was a laid out in a buffet

the serving staff were all beautiful women

but again each was a carbon copy

unsettled what was happening I wondered

coming in here had I blundered!

 

The evening progressed it become surreal

as most of those dancing

seemed emotionless but not everybody

as an attractive female

ask me on the floor never stopped talking

how I wanted to get walking!

 

Then said she was part of the research team

and this was their launch day

after that we kissed never asked anymore

thought this was a good night

until the band went quiet and a suited man

spoke of his great plan!

 

To create androids to be like human beings

and formed in their image

he was proud and delighted upon this eve

to introduce his perfect creations

as if by a silent cue the majority obeyed

standing below the stage!

 

Realising these seemingly too perfect people

were robots before my eyes

the dozen I assumed on either side of me

were some of the creators

all around the security circled the room

sensing deep feelings of doom!

 

The name of the company emblazoned

below the impressive podium

global robotics electronics corporation

there had to be countless more

who had allowed this lunacy be done

and humans androids overrun!

 

Warnings repeatedly given of creating

artificial intelligence that would

become superior overtaking our brains

in knowledge speed ability

with no conscience fear of death or rest

and human life dispossessed!

 

For the first time I realised this was now

not coming in the future

as the abhorrence began to be absorbed

the music started again

as if nothing was wrong so quietly I left

the folly of mankind left me bereft!

 

A year later day the first android was began!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

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Deserted!

The hour was very late gone midnight

as she headed down

to the deserted badly lit car park

situated under the offices

hated being there even when busy

always felt sick and dizzy!

 

Even the day of her interview uneasy

could not understand why

maybe the pungent smell or low ceiling

making her feel claustrophobic

or how every noise seemed amplified

to overcome this had tried!

 

Leaving the lift was always unpleasant

tried to get as near as possible

to save walking far when it was empty

yet never found those spaces

here she was yet again shaking in fear

always felt somebody was near!

 

Her heart beating so fast began to run

a bang echoed around

the large empty space reaching safety

got in locking the door

of her executive car calm and relieved

once more reprieved!

 

Behind a far pillar unseen by the woman

a human like shape

fully materialised and began to move

the lights flickered

she started driving confident it was fine

then saw it by the exit sign!

 

Distracted swerved into a supporting pillar

as the figure vanished

leaving her unconscious and trapped

security saw the car hit

but nothing else showed on their screen

another devastating scene!

 

But this was not the first incident recorded

happening several times before

always when staff left late but no clues

the others had perished

but this person was at present still alive

it was hoped would survive!

 

But this mystery was causing deep anxiety

amongst the workers

nobody wanted to use their spaces at night

in the hospital the lady

relived the horror in her comatose state

the doctors could only wait!

 

Noticed she was agitated vital signs erratic

the reason the spectre

had come into her thoughts she was not safe

the spirit attaching itself

to her soul allowing it to roam unhindered

an evil entity had returned!

 

All the others it had tried to enter had perished

but this one had lived

medical staff were amazed she had  recovered

from deep coma to release

within three days a miracle it was declared

for what was to come not prepared!

 

To the world a young woman left the hospital

unknown was possessed

by an evil spirit who had died in the prison

there on the site long ago

before the office block was built on the space

now his evil mankind would embrace!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Fair maiden

Fair maiden walking by my side

together we chatter I cannot hide

our feelings of love my miss Jane

from blushing it is hard to refrain

sunny strolling on a path of stone

the two of us are happy alone.

 

Cherished hours united we share

the time is short both are aware

soon I must return to the war

a chance I may return no more

my king and country I am loyal

to protect our liberty and our soil.

 

Fair maiden here with you I pray

to be back for our wedding day

if this is not truly meant to be

my love this day remember me

not in a mud filled putrid trench

with comrades and human stench!

 

Never forget those  lives cut short

freedom for all is why we fought!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Until!

For some years now the group had investigated

many reported haunted sites

on which every member the findings did debate

the many frightening nights

when sceptic and believer too often disagreed

as the investigation did proceed!

 

This philosophy worked well a mutual respect

until they visited the hospital

that had been abandoned its history suspect

with rumours and tittle-tattle

sounds and sightings of  dead patients seen

or the staff  it could have been!

 

This intrigued the groups sense of adventure

and determination to seek facts

with boldness and determination did enter

in the hope of making contact

with members of the local paranormal team

who knew the haunting was extreme!

 

First a walk around to known places of activity

static cameras with night vision

put in areas of  known sightings and negativity

making each move a joint decision

but even on this prelim voices were picked up

creating flutters in their gut!

 

Every piece of equipment was primed and ready

as the small group proceeded

lights were now turned off had to take it steady

and rules of engagement heeded

torches to guide them to the areas of interest

this night each it would test!

 

In the resuscitation room cries of pain are heard

picked up on the voice recorder

screams of a male asking for help clear each word

this nearly created disorder

one female says she has been touched on her face

shaken went back to the base!

 

Passing by the theatres a child’s laugh is so clear

everybody heard this faint sound

followed by an aggressive growl so very near

each suddenly turned around

slowly the few walked towards the trauma ward

an eerie place to be explored.

 

Reported in here coldness and shadows moving

even the double doors creaked

cautiously entering the mood was not improving

as a loud tap made a girl shriek

in the cameras viewfinder a human shape seen

also on the thermal image screen!

 

Then a deep rasping voice shouted clearly get out

the words confirmed on playback

a shadow darted around them in anger no doubt

another group member felt a whack

almost ending on the debris covered ward floor

they could not take any more!

 

Gathering outside by their van in the forecourt

the dawn was beginning  to break

every member shaken at what they had caught

though a long night were wide awake

the equipment still inside they had to retrieve

even the sceptics had to believe!

 

But there would be a lot more surprises in store

reviewing the footage taken

galvanizing them all into coming back for more

the investigation each had shaken

two hours later left to evaluate and contemplate

and their next actions to debate!

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Pub Sign!

The Pub sign depicted a horned devil like creature

the exterior had an unwelcome feel

this was the attraction to visitors the weird feature

it certainly had that ghoulish appeal

rumours told of witchcraft and human sacrifice

the entire building was not nice!

 

Sacrificial blood its said was used to paint the sign

implements of torture and knives

adorned dark walls of irregular and uneven design

where a stench of death survives

from every corner there seems some movement

often faint voices in torment!

 

Hooded figures are often seen inside and without

though often considered spectral

stories suggest some are mortal creating doubt

in caves below the cult goes on

the practice never ended the dead cannot rest

and with visitors emotions jest!

 

The village a hamlet lost in a medieval time line

the old pub the central core

the church now a ruin after going into decline

an unexplained fire years before

the pub sign draws your attention like a beacon

causing resistance to weaken!

 

Yet the tourists come in search of its unholy past

even the sceptics leave unnerved

tainted by questions of  its history the legend cast

whatever the truth its observed

that repugnant awareness takes away rationality

that has led to insanity!

 

It start with the first glance of The Pub Sign!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Mighty Oak Tree!

There it stood the mighty oak tree

a land mark for all to see

tall and sturdy a familiar attraction

creating human interaction

magisterial presence on the roadside

could not be denied.

 

Even with the immensity of progress

it’s radiance many did bless

no longer alone in vast open fields

of huge harvest yields

now a town replaced the open space

man growth gathered pace!

 

The mighty oak last link of an ancient past

natures demise the shadow cast

how long before the tree became a liability

to man’s growing instability

and even that tiny piece of land they require

and the oak no more to admire!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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On A Hill!

On a hill that lonely beech tree stands

silently swaying always surveying.

gazing down on town and country lands

of countless changes and shrinking size

so much has happened since it has stood

undisturbed growing so gracefully

buildings creeping nearer it’s not good

now our air is far more polluted

with an unobstructed view no less

it has seen many phases of  life around

a distant train echoes through the stillness

as it moves swiftly homeward bound

early morning mist from the valley

covers the motorway that scars the land

man’s mission to destroy natures tally

rising toxic fumes and roaring traffic sounds

neutral of  human ways unable to escape

generations move on we all come and go

the tree remains keeping its shape

as the world changes rapidly all around!

How much longer before it’s destruction?

The Foureyed Poet.

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