Exhausted!

Exhausted had been a long day but not over

headed towards the second job

riding his old bike hoped it would not fail

as the rain-soaked him again

a white SUV gleaming in the street lights

pulled up beside him at a junction

the couple inside covered in bling smiling

him a source of fun providing!

 

Road clear shot away throwing up spray

it was then the distants felt

between those who had so much wealth

with those who struggled

never enough money to pay bills and eat

always on the news channels

the sportsman television and film stars

with luxury homes expensive cars!

 

Boasting of endless trips in private jets

politicians rich but taxpayers

subsidised their expenses and salaries

as they struggled to even exist

certainly not a new concept always been

those without helping the rich

controlling the masses keeping them poor

of their position always cocksure!

 

Society heads into an unpredictable future

with countless variables of surviving

what is the reality behind the smoke screen

the untold truth we shall never know

as the one percent amass ever rising wealth

where do the majority fit in

with plans of a new order where robotics rule

are we not being treated as the Fool?

 

Could this be true? Or a conspiracy theory?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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A Happy New Year!

A throbbing head wondering where you are

in need of pain killers remembered

its New Years day everything looks bleak

this not being a good start

how cold and damp where you had laid

lifting your head nerves frayed!

 

Glancing about there in the morning air

several others besides yourself

an awful smell of booze and stale vomit

makes your stomach churn

rising with pain onto your wobbly legs

bottle in hand with a few dregs!

 

Swigging that down making you feel worse

focusing your tired blurry eyes

trying to rouse those prone on the ground

recognising some many no idea

a girl looked familiar an awful flash back

had he proposed not the right tack!

 

Dishevelled as if engaged in an altercation

on rubbery limbs they stood up

noticing there was garbage everywhere

was it near their last destination

each still under the influence of all the drink

guided them he hoped to a taxi link!

 

Unable to remember anything of the past night

as the frost began to bite

a strange red sky greeted the weary band

as they walked in the wasteland

welcoming in another bloody new year

longing for more spirits and beer!

 

The time approaches 2018!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Regret!

Regret the only word he could think of at the time

hidden in the deep military bunker

risking his thoughts being read by the computers

doubting the technology advances

he had created to combat the android revolution

that was now part of our evolution!

 

Even as the inventor began to think it was crazy

to have created these robotics

but being under orders had to complete this task

finding the answer how to out smart

superior machines created by man’s God complex

their creation had upon all put a hex!

 

Down in the deep bunker in his sophisticated lab

knew this would not be safe for long

could hear the explosions rapidly becoming louder

secure computers would be hacked

his software had been tested on human subjects

classed by his masters as rejects!

 

Within the hour alarms rang out in the complex

security arrived said time to go

communication systems immediately shut down

running through escape tunnels

quickly made their way to a high-speed bullet train

their lives desperately trying to retain!

 

A split second later the whole base was disintegrated

the androids had not killed their mark

unable to eliminate him yet certain software erased

yet this too had also been rescued

so the war would intensify their superiority had ended

into unknown depths humanity descended!

 

The conflict between man and machine entered a new phase!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Derelict!

It was for a dare that the youngsters agreed

to explore the derelict house

meeting outside on a Saturday afternoon

the eldest fourteen and a bit

he was thought of as big brother to the rest

not for much longer one of the best!

 

Wanting to probe the house others avoided

his idea not wanting to go alone

now the reluctant foursome stood together

sneaking through a hole

in the back garden fence next to wasteland

trying to be an intrepid band!

 

All they had was each other and their torches

it did not look inviting

downstairs the glass was broken or cracked

the outer door ripped off

inner one was half-open the older lad Lance

entering not afraid to advance!

 

The youngest Lilly did not want to go inside

but a growl and shaking bush

made her run and grab big sister Lee’s hand

surprised let out a loud yell

words in large red letters daubed on each wall

then saw movement in the hall!

 

Now bunched together feeling very frightened

the kitchen door slammed shut

training their torches could see nothing there

but Lance wanted to search more

little Leanne started crying asking to leave

a man was watching she did believe!

 

Moving on through the derelict lower floor

a dragging sound was heard

as if coming down the now collapsed stairs

but nothing could be seen

yet little Leanne said again about the man

as each viewed the floor plan!

 

The girls voices now rising to a petrified shrill

reluctantly Lance admitted

this was far too much for him to take anymore

as a plank of wood flew in the air

helping them through a glass less window frame

admitted it was a mistake they came!

 

Covered in dust quickly headed back to the fence

but felt compelled for a last look

everyone saw the figure of a girl staring at them

at this ran panic-stricken home

the parents were never told just what occurred

what the children had seen and heard!

 

They seemed to go their separate ways after that

the eldest Lance discovered girls

as for the other they stayed at home every night

the house was demolished

soon on the site several dwellings were erected

but in weeks bad things were detected!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Choking!

The rain did not fall anymore on earth

nor the sun shine brightly

no birds sang or fish swam in the water

mostly dead like the population

hard to breath in choking polluted air

laying with that pleading stare!

 

On the plains only the strong  survived

the wind never stopped

sunken wells still had drinkable water

animal life to consume

a lone man wife and child by his side

from mutants had to hide!

 

The radiation levels were rapidly increasing

nobody was told of the leaks

into the many vast oceans and atmosphere

from nuclear power stations

built for the energy needs claimed it was safe

in them the public had too much faith!

 

Through all the horrors and misery imposed

on an unsuspecting people

somehow this family had stayed together

loving living a simple life

had made them overseer so much despair

as into oblivion did stare!

 

As if a greater power was protecting them

with death spread all around

somehow they thrived in the harsh climate

soon a second child was born

a daughter entered their small magical clan

as if by a preordained plan!

 

Was this a miracle and new beginning?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

The Well!

The happy family moved into the large house

on the edge of a lake

all were unaware until their teenage children

found a hidden overgrown well

first from a distance noticed the outline

at that time not able to define!

 

Behind tall weeds concealed was discovered

the relic emitting a sentient power

both felt it had to walk from the dire location

were afraid to tell their parents

of this startling undiscovered garden addition

that seemed in perfect condition!

 

For a while was forgotten as the house was fixed

to decorate and make theirs

being uninhabited for years before they found it

on a holiday the place a dream

with its supreme views and large lake location

space and liberation a great combination!

 

Nothing happened for some time life was good

they kept their distance

until the daughter saw lights darting about

flickering in a pattern

resisting the urge to go near just observed

yet her confidence unnerved!

 

Over the next few days the lights increased

as nobody else noticed them

began to feel it was only meant for her gaze

and a compulsion to explore

in her dressing gown on a bitterly cold night

went to peek like a ghost in white!

 

She was sleep walking in her mind could see

a girl waving so excitedly

a nice day she just wanted to meet and play

greeting as though friends

in reality nobody visible there she was alone

unprotected in a disaster zone!

 

The young girl’s face changed to sallow skin

dead eyes stared a victoria’s cry

the teenager awoke her soul fell into the well

her being sank into the dank water

gone now suppressed by the slimy green walls

nobody heard her Spiritual calls!

 

A different young woman went back inside

but to the family within

it was their beloved sister and daughter

the evil entity was reborn

new energy rejuvenating the decayed shell

the lid sealed the well!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Stabbing a Stranger!

There was no reason for the youth to attack

stabbing a stranger in his chest

gone before anybody had a chance to view

just evaporated into the crowd

no motive for this violent and senseless act

not way for the thug to be tracked!

 

This was the scenario detectives first thought

on their initial theory

but no evidence was found or then a motive

more victims were stabbed

it seemed in the same pattern in each case

what did they actually face?

 

Symbols were found branded on the bodies

the knife wounds seemed burned

these questions became urgent was it a cult

frustration was mounting

many descriptions of the killer easily misread

into black magic would tread!

 

Panic ensued as more corpses were found

none had identification

experts of the occult their assistance sort

creatures began roaming

somebody somewhere had created the spell

allowing demons from hell!

 

Never the had authorities listened to witches

an unprecedented action

the search was on for the perpetrators temple

powerful magic being exerted

as spirituality began to overwhelm our society

with mankind losing his piety!

 

Together police religious and the occult leaders

were united into a pact

to counter act the dark forces growing power

over elements of good and light

all those sacrifices for the evolution of evil

and innocent souls for retrieval!

 

The massive search soon centred on a church

now no longer consecrated

then used for drugs and sex since abandoned

ideal for the wicked to flourish

the soulless dominions could fester and grow

overseen by the watchful crow!

 

Swat teams surrounded the gothic looking church

chanting could be heard

echoing rhythmically as they tried being quiet

guns poised uncomfortably

knowing this time they were not taking the lead

yet itching for the action to proceed!

 

An elite squad of soldiers led the preplanned way

but where stopped at the door

unable to get passed the large painted symbols

until the witches removed the spell

allowing them to enter the demon’s evil church

upon the precipice they did perch!

 

Flying creatures attacked them they fought

bullets were of no use

coming from all ways then just vanishing

several were stabbed

by the familiar small vicious daunting beast

their horror ordeal increased!

 

Chanting close the witches present prepared

for a battle of their own

determined to stop the growing dark chaos

reseal the rift being opened

in unison their own incantations now recited

to banish evil goodness reunited!

 

The hardened soldiers were silently terrified

not being a flesh and blood enemy

could only cower and watch the ensuing battle

as the creatures swirled around

making a shocking sound as the two factions

came to blinding interactions!

 

Out side flashes sounds and earth tremors

left everyone fearing the end

a huge bright beam of light shot skywards

throwing those present

vehicles to tossed like toys over the ground

as a shock wave did rebound!

 

Instantly the building began rapidly crumble

rescue squads rushed forward

as the group emerged from the cellar region

all the spells were broken

they rushed assist but several did not return

as a raging fire began to burn!

 

The area had to be immediately evacuated

the site was imploding

the joint intervention appeared a success

for the agencies involved

cautiously declaring this but hard to accept

or give the occult groups respect!

 

Yet even as they celebrated deep below

a new terror did grow!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

First House!

Excitement was growing as they searched

for their very first house

how long they had struggled to save

for the large deposit

a new estate was being built nearby

for a mortgage keen to apply!

 

Decided to go down to the site and view

a show homes was built

ready for customers to peruse around

it was late in the evening

so staff were getting ready to go home

but hoped they could roam!

 

The manager was present happily agreed

being muddy boots provided

took them to the show house by a stream

still mainly fields and trees

had a rural yet somehow unpleasant feel

the open space was an appeal!

 

But the couple could see she was anxious

and not keen to stay

this made them ask her what was wrong

reluctantly she spoke

but continued the tour of the real estate

their worries did not alleviate!

 

Standing in the large bedroom told them

that on her first day

came to this part as the base was laid

hearing a voice glanced

towards the sound saw somebody there

a shadowy shape was aware!

 

The couple stood fascinated by what she said

even the temperature dropped

it seemed to them not feeling comfortable

being born in the area

there are always stories told about places

often recalling friends faces!

 

Her best friend had disappeared in the field

that the estate was now on

at first I thought it was her spirit watching

we had been warned to go

but when you are young you see no danger

or the fear then in a stranger!

 

It was not the humans you had to really dread

around the stream monsters

lurked ready to steal those daring to tread

and back to their domain

snatch the innocent young never seen again

only their lost souls would remain!

 

Odd noises could be heard wanted to leave

making excuses tried to get out

but outside the front door several shadows

blocked their exit route

behind them came the strange sales lady

who had become very shady!

 

But tonight I will take anybody with me

it was a shape shifter

becoming a frightening freakish creature

attacking them both

as the workmen came to start their shift

not seeing two more souls adrift!

 

Those who knew the area kept well clear

evil still dwelled here!

the manager was back the following day

same polite manner on display!

 

Nothing more was heard of the couple!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

A Stranger Now!

Anne had not seen her brother for six months

he had been keeping in touch

being a scientist had gone on a research trip

to some distant rain forest

making contact once a week by satellite phone

now his whereabouts were unknown!

 

On the day he was due back heard a news alert

that heavy rain in south america

had caused severe flooding in the jungle region

unable to pronounce the area

recognised it as where her brother was based

added all life had been erased!

 

Finding this hard to accept rang the embassy

went home to be with the family

together in mourning waited for confirmation

but after months of agony

the parents calmly waited for news of their son

what else could be done?

 

Half asleep on a Saturday morning the phone

rang vibrating the bedside table

she had forgotten it was in the cabinet draw

or it had any power in the battery

last time she had used it was to speak to Jack

her brother was he back?

 

Picked it up and hastily spoke is that you Jack

a long pause then a quite voice

yes sis I am on my way home ring you again Species

when I arrive at the airport

are you alright she enquired he said no more

something was wrong for sure!

 

Sounded like a stranger this could not ignore

glad he was alive but worried

told her parents he had at last been in touch

yet did not make her happy

waiting for him to call once more so unsure

there was bad news in store!

 

At last he called spoke in the same timid way

it did not sound like him

could she pick him up now then he had gone

before she could speak

A very cold dark night then it started to rain

began to feel the strain!

 

Parking was not easy too many cars no spaces

at last headed for the arrivals

the area was very busy everybody pushing

impatient for their baggage

she waited to see Jack waving and calling out

but he did not seem to be about!

It was then she heard a scream and the anger

turned to panic as crowds

started running blindly in every direction

she managed to quickly hide

behind a pillar or would have been trampled

never before this fear sampled!

 

Security could do nothing it emptied quickly

unable understand why

looked around spotting a lone hooded figure

she knew it was her brother

approaching backed away she followed him

not really but on a whim!

 

She could hear the noise behind and dogs barking

what had frightened so many

please stop you know it is me what is wrong

her voice made him stop and turn

she came up close he cowered and was crying

it felt she were prying!

 

Pulling back his hood Anne had to turn away

could not stop an exclamation

there was a shrivelled old man staring at her

by his eyes she knew it was Jack

more monstrous than human she was shaken

hoping she had been mistaken!

 

Jack came close his gnarled hands afraid to touch

his sister soft perfect skin

sitting up she wanted to know what had happened

to her handsome brother

but that chance never came a police dog attacked

he lashed out it backtracked!

 

He was gone he did not move like an old man

was this another species

shuddering with the knowledge it was Jack

yet what had he become

the police chased him she just sat petrified

he should have died!

 

Back at the car wondered where he could be

what to tell mum and dad

that would be hard they had waited patiently

how could she tell the truth

that moment of decision would delay for now

hoping it was not real somehow!

 

It was her brother yet a stranger now!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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