Another year has come to a violent end
yet again the people do not disappoint
death destruction chaos misery abound
nothing different to those times before
as always nature the master of mankind
with other malicious forces is entwined!
Another unknown year is about to start
here we go again into the twilight zone
full of uncertainty where nothing is clear
so may I just add Happy New Year!
#TheFoureyedPoet.
The year could be any that we may remember
the increasing violence a way of life
caused by mankind’s hand and natures power
conflicts refugees from far-flung shores
as armies invaded increasingly country borders
a new president adding to the mix
with discourse expanding throughout society
heightened that loss of security
surveillance being taken to paranoid extremes
unknown forces facing humanity
with only the few living in debauched luxury
more failed to cope with surviving
depression and suicide alarmingly escalating
new year hangovers remained the year
ahead lay uncertainty of humanities true path
as that darkness gripped the soul
a confusion had tightly entwined itself around
our chemical makeup as genders merged
evil became the way of thinking
suspicion of each other like a sickness spread
leading too many innocent dead
media outlets given scripted news for us to view
most of it later discovered untrue
reality becoming a 3D game all were consumed
the right of the individual forever doomed!
TheFoureyedPoet.
Traffic was flowing along the dual carriageway
as the driver approached the junction
lights turned to red so had to brake and stop
annoying to halt at this point
agitation rapidly grew they did not change
fifteen minutes passed very strange!
From every direction cars converged at speed
must be a computer malfunction
was the thoughts of those in the car queue
now unable to move anywhere
anger and tension mounted as car horns blared
for this situation nobody prepared!
Gradually they got out of their vehicles frustrated
with no explanation forthcoming
that first vibration made them almost lose balance
followed by the rumble of death
grew loud in their ears as earth and sky blended
the wrath of nature descended!
Or this was the expectation as the blackness grew
panic spread amongst the people
tremors made everything shake roads disintegrated
in this part of the world not expected
fields and sky seemed to blend was it world’s end
a site hard to comprehend!
Eventually their plight would be in perspective
nothing was recognisable
landmarks had disappeared fires were ignited
from far away explosions
people stumbled about not knowing what to do
and the atmosphere was rue!
Everything around him was now a raging blaze
a loud continuous noise
rapidly made him jump back into normality
the familiar nagging voice
ringing so loudly in his ears was the beloved wife
knew there was no real strife!
Sweating profusely found himself at the lights
it must have been a daydream
during a micro sleep they had turned green
motorists behind annoyed
the carnage seemed real still fresh in his mind
all bad thoughts realigned!
Started laughing happy all was chaotically well
his happy demeanor would not last
as all that befell the people in those dark images
back at that specific junction
each sequence of cataclysmic events had begun
that no man could outrun!
The Foureyed Poet.
The president has been re-elected to rule
another four-year term.
Thought of as the most powerful nation
but there are changes.
In the early 21 century increasing doubt
with the economic drought!
Wars conflicts and major internal tragedy
had taken a terrible toll.
On this nations structure and world role
as the major driving force.
Now the balance is tilting else where
to write this should I dare?
Secrets and the conspiracy theories mount
lack of agencies communication!
Finance’s shifting to distant shorelines
yet the world expects!
Military and economic backing at any cost
no matter the humans lost!
From those times of the super power status
austere times have returned.
Internal turmoil among political parties
has unsettled the balance.
A fraught and nervous world of disorder
tension mounts on every border!
Natures the dominant threat to all of mankind
ways to embrace its power should we not find?
We look to the future with a glazed stare
in a fragile society we all share!
We can only pray that sanity prevails!
The Foureyed Poet.
There’s no more railway
here any more.
Never will it be back
that’s for sure.
It’s very pleasant there
a gentle pace.
of this you are aware
no need to race.
Nature is all around
you feel at ease.
With very little sound
but swaying trees.
In summer and the spring
creatures scurry.
You can hear the birds sing
so why hurry.
People walking their pets
there are runners to.
sometimes even high jets.
pass over you.
You feel good on this trail
no traffic near.
Riding over packed shale
where the airs clear.
The steam trains won’t be back
ghosts of the past.
A long the cycling track
shadows are cast.
The Foureyed Poet.
The sun shines its golden light and heat
down on a polluted sad landscape.
Why humans seem unable to see
this world is dying all around their feet.
Trees by natures winds bending their shape
blowing around the earth uninhibited free.
Nature reserves and precious countryside
disappears as more and more buildings appear.
Roads manifest scaring more areas that remain
the urban crawl moves on less places to hide
As boundary lines are becoming unclear.
noise and traffic fumes gain pace how insane.
Towns within towns villages absorbed as well
no mercy for natural green open spaces.
Countryside and animals blend into the sprawl
scavenging from the humans disposable hell
Covertly hardly ever leaving any trace
adapting and caught up in our almighty fall.
I can remember fifty years ago. More green fields less road traffic and fewer people. No home computers or mobile phones. Villages where villages and town were towns and nice roads in between.
The Foureyed Poet.
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