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!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

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Starving health poor they cowered

in the dirt and sewage

oppressed and desperate for mercy

that was never shown

makeshift tents the only protection

from blistering heat

and the merciless cold of the night

in an endless plight!

An enemy who despised their being

treated as subhuman

had nothing it had been destroyed

every move watched

as soldiers often raided their lives

condemned by society

yet their spirit and beliefs remained

even though contained!

Rights to their land were given away

in poverty did stay

hoping that sanity could be restored

the killings stopped

they were willing to share the land

finding a way to peace

there were to many with evil intent

their extermination hell-bent!

Can there ever be unity between humans?

 

Edge of Chaos!

Life seemed to be on the edge of chaos

misery was spreading

with the upsurge in gutter poverty

and that haunting stare

wherever you walked beggars pleading

their will to live receding!

 

Arriving home one evening there sitting

on my porch step a man

this was my first impression nearing

its shape changed before me

coming to a halt uncertain what to expect

hostility began to detect!

 

For what seemed minutes it did not move

then crawled out of view

cautiously approached there was a stain

green and foul-smelling

avoiding the substance yet very aware

that it was right there!

 

Instinct made me turn feeling a presence

the mass was at my back

just managed to escape its fateful grasp

crashing to the flower bed

running from my own house petrified

for me nowhere to hide!

 

From their desperation they were created

an abominable creation of beast

were mutated by the pollution and poverty

until that moment had never seen

just an urban legend until we collided

my emotions deeply divided!

 

Illusions gone discovering it was real not fiction

these predators humans mutated

the population grew it became an affliction

as poverty divided rich from poor

once like me a human living with family ties

with all the hidden deceits and lies!

 

Life was chaos nights became a fight for our survival!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Perpetual!

Perpetual wars ravage the battered ground

graves littered with the bones

of billions of corpses with countless tales

each could tell of their misery

harrowing demise through the carnage

of ever fed human rage!

 

Easily led and guided through their traditions

beliefs by convincing leaders

able to cultivate the hate and violence within

assistants given to promote

inflaming conflicts so they  rapidly expand

to once peaceful and friendly land!

 

Poverty covers large parts of a weary earth

scared with the warfare

as the environment adds to the desperation

a cataclysmic scenario nears

as the mega rich in their mighty towers rule

oversee us so arrogant and cruel!

 

What is the truth that surely has yet to be told

what deceptions existed

that we have assumed were honestly authentic

what is there actually to fear

as each day brings another unnerving suspicion

society heads towards decomposition!

 

Resources dwindling the population on overload

communications expanding

not for the reconciliation of a peaceful civilisation

as death and warfare boosted

technology advancing faster than we understand

life now for most is no wonderland!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Deep Truth!

In his mind deep thoughts teased the reality

sensed a connection with aliens

yet it stayed hidden as if not meant to know

inquisitive to find out more

read about theories that the earth was flat

it seems many believe that!

 

An illusion the stars and planets do not exist

just a hologram projection

but where did the astronauts go if not space

are we just an experiment

living on a massive sound stage or zoo

what honestly is really true?

 

Of ancient giants and united nations flag

depicting earth is not a globe

frustrated that the concepts were possible

troubled the truth not been told

as weather patterns were becoming bizarre

had mans ingenuity gone too far?

 

Or locked in the brains of every human being

the path to confirm the truth

there is an overflow of misleading information

with to many out there certain

the facts they are explaining to you are correct

and these we should not reject!

 

But where do rockets go if there is no outer space

suddenly within six months

the surge to say it’s flat and not as we were told

a spinning round mother earth

satellites for navigation and the space station

what is the real explanation?

 

Most can only believe what they are told or see

easily manipulated how to think

good and evil mega rich and increasing poverty

third world war a predication

disasters natural and created by faceless elite

and ever-present blatant deceit!

 

What deep truth is hidden from the masses?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Highway Robbery!

The moon was high and so bright a concern

for the lone masked rider.

Sitting high on his powerful and frisky horse

waiting patiently to pounce.

Out of sight of the twisty main London road

with the devil he strode!

 

This was his first robbery for the highwayman

prepared to take at any cost.

Poverty and his stubborn pride got him here

rich pickings from passengers.

All he cared about as the adrenaline circulated

how the wealthy he hated!

 

From his vantage point saw it coming at speed

holding the reins very tight.

As the coach neared he came out to confront

but it had no intention to stop.

Making his fiery steed rear violently into the air

that made him curse and swear!

 

Had the opportunity gone by his own blunder

without delay went in pursuit!

Catching up at speed he heard a shot ahead

and the stagecoach slowed.

Arriving saw another rider a pistol in hand

definitely in command!

 

Passengers were ordered out without delay

he noticed the coachman.

Was going for his flintlock he shot him first

surprised his new rival fired.

Back at him thankfully it went past his head

being to intrigued to be dead!

 

Ending up assisting taking their possessions

terrified victims left at the scene.

Racing together to make a good get away

stopping in a hidden copse.

They faced each other and wearily unmasked

in complete surprise he basked.

 

In the surreal moonlight saw a beautiful woman

sitting calmly in his vision.

This was not her first time at highway robbery

she was not from a poor family.

Her motives were for the thrill and adventure

not easy to take in for sure.

 

Yet there was no anger it was if they had to meet

a bond grew from there on.

And a love that would overcome every barrier

for many years to come.

Though with no illusions their alliance could end

but together would transcend!

 

What happened to them is another tale to tell.

 

The Foureyed Poet.