Upon Us!

The suns light beams down upon us

giving life to those below

as they toiled on the parched ground

temperatures souring higher

seasons hard to define as cold and wet

overcome once tropical areas

now natures struggling to find a balance

motion of life could not advance!

 

Unclean air quality adds to human misery

contaminated by harmful elements

that cannot be seen or felt as its absorbed

life becoming more fragile

feelings are out of control under the sun

disasters mount people displaced

the routine of living completely falls apart

kindness is gone exposing a cold heart!

 

Into The Wilderness we go forth!

 

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Reflection!

The years have gone by

often wonder where

on reflection think why

nobody there to share

nor guide me to see

there are those who care

to feel more carefree

but of life’s pitfalls aware

is there hope don’t know

can the future change

a resolute smile will show

even if it looks strange!

 

Few notice that your low

a mode of our time

hope the sadness will go

facing the rising crime

if only more could forgive

not just wanting to fight

in peace more could live

showing real foresight

who can we trust today

when supports not found

life’s harder every day

with such poverty around!

 

Easy to envy the wealthy

but there is a divide

for our sanity not healthy

have to swallow pride

a stable society has gone

uncertainty here to stay

no matter how we all long

living is a risk each day!

 

At the mercy of unseen forces!

 

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Charlie!

Charlie stood tall by a white cross

surrounded by thousands more

to the living the cemetery empty

but he was not there on his own

by each one many others stared

more deaths added to the toll

as on that yearly memorial day

for their loss the living did pray!

 

Each one their futures were taken

generations that never existed

families still reflecting the void

as more joined a premature end

peace had never been reached

the mood charged with dread

infinite ghosts haunted the living

for the majority life unforgiving!

 

Once more Charlie could only view

as a spectator in the growing queue!

 

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Illegal Race!

The engine purred it was highly tuned

pristine so shiny the red beast

along side a green car with tinted glass

both poised on the open road

a girl stood holding red handkerchief

jumping with such excitement

hundreds there shouting making a din

ready for the illegal race to begin!

 

As her arm dropped with a sharp thrust

engines roared wheels spinning

smell of burnt rubber soon out of sight

speeds now exceeded a ton

down the public highway eyes fixated

the law these speeders hated!

 

Their paths blocked as they approached

passing pedestrians scattered

too often other motorists compromised

by adrenaline pumping youth

risking their lives and others for the thrill

lacking common sense and skill!

 

After night falls on any long straight roads

teenage racers will gather

to break the law to show off and display

their customized chariots

for them no rules just drive like bloody hell

boasting videos and stories to tell!

 

Living for the moment upon social media!

 

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Watching!

Just sitting watching the traffic flow

for a second everything became slow

thought must be tired after last night

recently had eyes tested were alright

did not notice anything more until

my girlfriend seemed not to stay still!

 

Assuring me she was static looking at me

could not understand why this did not see

then after that everything became so crazy

for me each day living started to be hazy

worried that maybe I was going mad

with these events it could only be bad!

 

It made me question the reality we live in

those nagging doubts of society did begin

are we part of an endless electronic game

from then on nothing ever seemed the same

what is the truth of this Earth we inhabit

with a sickening dread where do we all fit?

 

Is this growing trepidation only in my imagination?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Who?

Who is wandering our populated areas

many innocent people have vanished

anguished families have been in limbo

frightened where the young have gone

what is the number of the disappeared

gone most harmed it is sadly feared!

 

Anxious and desperate wait of the parents

knowing there is nothing they can do

always wondering why they are missing

empty spaces that have been left behind

sometimes closure when a body found

others hoping for a word or sound!

 

It is said often though awful maybe true

the abductors are somebody they knew

a friend or relative not a pleasant thought

anybody trusted could do such a thing

fearing the stranger not those very near

off guard as family members leer!

 

Keep your family close beware of strangers

humans a mystery even unto themselves

there are dark recesses it is said in the mind

that cannot be evaluated history has defined

those who have ventured down that evil path

its written must face their gods wrath!

 

Mankind surely is the worst predator and beast

upon all living things its hunger doth feast!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Jean!

There the elderly woman sat staring

watching the daily surge

of humanity walking and driving by

not able now to converse

within their own perpetual routine

few ever noticed Jean!

 

When she was young an open space

a village small so quaint

there with parents and four siblings

father a farm labourer

mother the house was her domain

never did she complain!

 

It may have been a humble abode

such a long time ago

reminiscing of years long passed

now the only survivor

had never known any other home

never wanted to roam!

 

For the few who dared to glance

to see what was within

usually saw the derelict eyesore

a decaying old house

boarded up tight well protected

years before erected!

 

Oddly the large lounge room window

was partly uncovered

where Jean sat watching as always

her spirit here remained

it was her home did not want to leave

still existed did believe!

 

Some sure there was something here

a shadowy outline

how the decades passed so quickly by

as the legend grew

of a ghostly figure sometimes seen

not realising it was Jean!

 

Here the dead observed the living!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Synthetic Beings!

They were warned but of course never listened

that to develop synthetic beings

could lead to mankind becoming an obsolete item

scientist full of self-gratification

resolute to create artificial intelligence proceeded

telling us they were needed!

 

Excitement mounting as they became more human

made to move and act like us

even more terrifying able to think much quicker

and retain endless knowledge

they can surpass even the cleverest scientific brain

allowing this how insane!

 

Certainly not long before they were integrated

into an unstable society

very short lived the synthetic beings accepted

there was suspicion and dread

initially invented for a subservient role at first

soon their kind we did curse!

 

Able to live with repairs forever no human mess

this creation of mankind

soon treating humans as inferior co-habitants

upon a planet they once ruled

outcast and unwanted now the wars had begun

few living when the fighting was done!

 

Too rapid for counter measures we took their place

our own creation to the death had to face!

 

The Foureyed Poet.