Who can tell what is inside the human mind

how it thinks or truly feels

up to what age are we considered innocent

or something some never are

is it through inbreeding upbringing or DNA

that any feelings went away?


Are many born cold without any emotions

detached from care and love

able to kill without any mercy or conscience

from their very young age

any opinions and personality not yet fused

without history of themselves abused!


No reasons or any remorse take another life

is this instinct deep within

when children or young teenagers display

such traits of behaviour

does it not make you think how can this be

what perception of life do they see?


Gone that time when from birth to adulthood

it was of exploration and learning

now those with problems just misunderstood

the tide of corruption forever burning!


Can some be evil before their conception?


The Foureyed Poet.






In Turmoil!

The woman was in turmoil what should she do

did her ex-partner need support?

She still loved him the complicated truth

so long since being together.

Happily for a few years it really went well

but had their bad spell!


Since they parted it had not been easy on her

there were problems true.

They drifted apart he had to work away

being a cage fighter.

Too often coming home bruised and battered

to her it really mattered!


The rows got too much just couldn’t agree

eventually in the end he left!

For years they’d lost contact yet she worried

though living in the same town.

Their lives never crossed didn’t get in touch

deep down missing him so much.


One day they met he looked really down

they spoke but were distant.

The urge was still strong he needed help

but now it was clear.

They could not be back as a couple again

the distance would remain.


Not until she saw him in person once more

did she realise the gap.

He had that empty and hopeless look

his memory had faded.

Suggesting they meet once in a while

but couldn’t raise a smile.


He left her in the street alone little said

watching him go thought it sad.

But was now satisfied at least she’d tried

had to concentrate on herself.

Within felt better at last closing the past

her emotions redefined at last.


The Foureyed Poet.

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