The Pledge!

The pledge that was made to this young man

filled him with a passion

thinking he would be fighting for his beliefs

against the true enemy

this was how it was sold to this genuine being

but from himself was fleeing!

 

Like so many had been drawn to follow religion

but as is too often the case

words twisted and created making like a calling

brought together as a family

the promise of a better way of life in unity

in one large community!

 

Once drawn in realised life meant much more

it was a hollow dream

realising compassion and love was not the aim

unable to escape the horrors

death came far to soon the allusion shattered

his body torn and battered!

 

The relatives shocked with no remains to mourn

their faith apart torn!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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The Coin!

On a bright sunny day near the shops a teenager

became inquisitive he could see

by a drain cover something reflecting sun light

bending to pick it up was surprised

only to find that this was a coin looking like new

soon this find he would rue!

 

Sure he had discovered a valuable piece of treasure

put it in his pocket very pleased

walking to meet his girlfriend at a nearby store

eager to tell her of the coin

nestled in his trouser pocket that he had spotted

with her he was so besotted.

 

Approaching could see her ahead impatiently waiting

not looking walked into a post

doubled up on the pavement in pain being shunned

as he got up she was running

before reaching him a car swerved sharply she was hit

aghast he could not believe it!

 

Adrenaline began to pump around his now aching body

luckily a glancing blow shaken

got up flustered and sore apart from that seemed okay

he was sympathetic after his knock

the elderly car driver was not so lucky a heart attack

wanting to help but was pulled back!

 

An ambulance paramedic said the man was deceased

his girl they said should be checked

so ended up in the casualty unit just to make sure

why had this happened he mused

then remembered the coin he had recently found

was it bad luck concerned frowned.

 

Hours later they left nearly run down by a trolley

as it sped by with a patient

it was at that point he threw the coin on the grass

outside  that made him feel good

hand in hand they got on a bus happily together

it felt right and still nice weather.

 

A short time later an ambulance paramedic saw a glint

in the grass as he went by

and thought himself lucky as he picked up the coin

but immediately nearly tripped

just saving himself thought nothing of it and walked on

with no idea there was anything wrong!

 

Reaching his ambulance and his fellow crew member

this would be a day they would remember!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Their Bones Beneath!

Their bones lay beneath blood soaked dirt

harrowing stories to be told

slaughter and suffering of millions of men

shame upon the instigators of war

cries of despair pain an unanswered pray

with no other soul to share!

  • Men stuck deep in mud unable to move

officers shooting their own men

to end their suffering in a lingering hell

here fighting day and night!

in the filth and water filled trenches

rats and no resting benches!

  • Soldiers who were boys in the battle

should have been home at school

instead dying in a ferocious needless war

so many went so few came home

forever remembered for their sacrifice

lost generations a terrible price!

  • Trenches like coffins how can we ever understand
  • how did it get so out of hand!

The Foureyed Poet.

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