A Farce!

There was so much happening it became frightening

life was never easy but we coped

money tight bills always a headache to regularly pay

there were never ending hostilities

the news became much less uplifting stories bleak

in twenty seventeen got to a peak!

 

Reportedly down to terrorists or an unknown cause

bombs knives and gun attacks

even vehicles used to maim and kill a major fire to

the people becoming fraught

confused and out of control people became divided

less support to the masses provided!

 

Like an open sore the rich became a source of anger

as they could afford anything

owning large properties as the rest were priced out

jobs were going as robotics

replaced them in the work place and food sparse

an equal society was truly a farce!

 

The once rare sight of armed police became normal

soldiers to increased unabated

restricted access to the internet and social media

the news on television and radio

words became more phony as the same news shared

for a real nineteen eighty-four were prepared!

 

From the light mankind was plunged into the dark matrix!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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Caressed!

On a humid late August evening

the couple sat on a bench

the sun gave them the spotlight

romance filled their thoughts

until in the skies they witnessed

a plane the air it caressed!

 

To them seemed it had just taken off

yet no sound in their ears

as they felt the surging passion to kiss

the plane stopped in the sky

surely an unimaginable gravity action

now becoming a total attraction!

 

Thoughts of love on a summer’s evening

gone staring in disbelief

was moving backwards how could it be

still there not descending

or crashing upon the township below

minds confused did not know!

 

Nobody else was anywhere to be seen

holding their gaze necks strained

again came to a halt how could this be

moved in a forward motion

speeding up as helicopters approached

unmarked on its space encroached!

 

Within a second became a saucer shape

disappearing as if dissolved

running petrified at this weird sight

what was happening above

an unsolved mystery that is spreading

our future should we be dreading?

 

Increased sightings of strange craft in motion

going against our understanding

what enables them to fly in our atmosphere

are they of extraterrestrial origin

or human intervention hidden from our view

the masses just want to screw!

 

Most unaware of dangers that surrounds them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

Unseen!

Is there a malicious unseen agenda

that does not want unity

where humanity would join as one

instead of our destruction

intent on fanning the flames of hate

when people want to debate!

 

Dividing the masses for the privileged

creating fear and mistrust

taking us away from a righteous path

into the depraved depths

when we know not what is happening

a scenario for many baffling!

 

Death and chaos is a daily occurrence

the threat of total anarchy

your neighbours and friends the foe

everybody filled with mistrust

as understanding slips into that abyss

hope evermore we shall miss!

 

Or is the turmoil part of an ongoing plan?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Microwave Masts!

Unnoticed they seem to rapidly appear

tall microwave masts

increasingly placed along busy roads

like metal beacons

upon the tops of buildings and flats

where you will never find bats!

 

It is said not all are for mobile signals

but can be used as weapons

that could destroy us the people below

surely this is just one more

conspiracy theory to scare the masses

but not the upper classes!

 

What is the truth behind these stories

that forever bombard us

becoming more frightening and bizarre

as we face the never ending

hardship and uncertain future times

and growing humanitarian crimes!

 

Before us much is hidden from sight

darkness blocking the light!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Factory Conversion!

The factory used to be the largest employer

where steel was manufactured

close to the railway goods terminal for access

until the company went bust

left to decay stood derelict for years until sold

as a new chapter was to unfold!

 

An organisation had a unique purpose for its use

to turn it into a horror attraction

the works already had history of unnatural deaths

during its productive years

as witnesses told of many unpleasant confrontations

with strangers and no explanations!

 

Injured burnt and dressed in old-fashioned clothing

even police had been called

to deal with obnoxious suicides inside and on the line

running parallel to broken fencing

where the homeless and drug users had taken over

what evil remained here to smolder?

 

The obsolete factory conversion was soon completed

large numbers 666 above the name

the Horror Factory ready to draw in waiting crowds

to be frightened out of their wits

as actors portrayed monsters and the devil himself

surely not good for your mental health!

 

But being a location with a nasty oppressive history

the dead could certainly not rest

some of the cast working here were devil worshipers

and held black masses within

but were sacked but not before more evil did unleash

causing phenomena to increase!

 

Visitors often scared by more than the performers

seeing those still not at rest

evil entities waiting to posses the unsuspecting

passing through this attraction

voices and noises echoed around those present

for many were evanescent!

 

But others the effects were much longer lasting

or fatal to those who were weak

images pleading and vile words there recorded

left staff and visitors believers

dreading what may happen to any of them next

leaving all who entered perplexed!

 

Like a ghoulish monument there it stands today!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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