Destruction!

She could not perceive the forest fires

had burnt her wonderful house down

at great expense made fire resistant

from her scorched drive watched it

as its destructive power consumed

the vast area obliterated doomed!

 

The wind had swirled in all directions

certain had seen rapid bright flashes

aimed at properties in defined bursts

as suspicions within began to mount

groups of neighbours found the smoke

was making them cough and choke!

 

In a state of panic observed those passing

stressed agitated faces with no smiles

evil crept amongst the distraught victims

unaware that it was no accident

their homes were targeted by an enemy

towards us had no empathy!

 

So the vast forests became just like hell

destruction but in a strange pattern

appearing houses were gone nothing else

like precision targeting applied

there was an organised plan being applied

humanity and truth put aside!

 

It was like the beginning of mankind’s cull

but they had no idea of this reality

thoughts nurtured to believe whatever told

never to question any authority

resistance was eliminated if not conforming

as dark forces were swarming!

 

Confused pondered was it a theory or reality?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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Excitement!

No doubt about it the cars were fantastic

sitting on different seats

though could never afford to buy them

but enjoyed the dream

often going into car dealers for a look

always with excitement shook.

 

On this one occasion actually spotted

an older car on display

gleaming in original pristine condition

the assistants were busy

which enabled him to saunter unseen

to savour he was keen.

 

Large and expensive thick leather seats

had a feeling of wealth

getting in imagining himself driving it

closing the door snugly

settled into his world of make-believe

he started to perceive!

 

Gradually realised he was not on his own

there was a person next him

reluctantly had to turn his head curious

never heard anybody get in

a very attractive young woman sat there

of him did no seem aware!

 

She was facing him terror etched on her face

yet he could hear no sound

her eyes wide and shouting backing away

who was she seeing in his seat

just two hands appeared around her throat

hard keeping his sanity afloat!

 

Panicking himself tried pulling the door handle

it was locked he was trapped

she looked real now thrashing about by him

he did not know what to do

then she was gone he smelt a sweet perfume

helplessly it felt like a tomb!

 

The radio came on blaring out an old song

desperate banged on the glass

shouting as loud as he could a girl ran over

calling to her mum to come

he was certainly embarrassed when she did

opening the door he felt stupid!

 

Got out thanking her and headed for the exit

had to look once more at the car

it did not happen he mumbled as a suited man

was rapidly coming in his direction

all the excitement had gone from his visit here

it had scared him that was clear!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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