Machines!

He sat in front of the laptop with uncertainty

what could be true anymore

artificial intelligence was taking over humanity

who actually was now in charge

on your smart phone the voices were not real

though it was impossible to tell

they could perfectly mimic anything at all

how long before mankind would fall?

 

No more the films of the over throw by machines

developed by humans themselves

excitedly creating at a ferocious rate robots

to rule our life support and services

realistic like us they were created in our image

smarter faster where did we fit in

the technology became too much for mankind

so a quantum computer was assigned!

 

Transport was fully automatic even our aircraft

had no use for human hands

they could think far smarter and indestructible

the population relied completely

on the machines as the frustration rapidly grew

unrest exploded then robotic cops

deployed and the resistants and wars escalated

with no democracy for it to be debated!

 

How close are we today to such a future existence

as our lives are run by the machines

for now they maybe an asset that we just accept

but they know where we live

what we are saying doing and most likely think

privacy and security from them

has long gone from a once more free civilisation

controlled can there be any salvation?

 

Its said the future is not set and could be changed

but what protection from the deranged?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Hunted!

The vast forest-covered the valley and mountain

a fast flowing river completed the scene

of an unspoilt wilderness untouched by man

until a logging company set up camp

given permission to remove thousands of trees

conservationists this did not please!

 

On the other side of the forest range nestled

a township peaceful and law-abiding

prepared for the approaching snow storms

as the first winds began to blow

they were not prepared for what was to come

or terror to which they would succumb!

 

Back in the logging camp it was suddenly still

as the crew lay mutilated and dead

no longer noise of the chain saws and banter

the perpetrators had long gone

leaving behind the carnage of a savage kill

no sound even the air deathly still!

 

The townsfolk woke to several feet of snow

covering the once naked streets

but this was just the normal no surprise

but the strange large marks

cloven hoofprints in fresh snow were new

that’s when their fear grew!

 

The sheriff noticed them near his window

thinking it must be a hoax

they continued into the trees some distance

following them for a while

was totally surprised they suddenly stopped

in amazement his jaw dropped!

 

Blood was smeared over the trunk of a tree

deep long gauges in the bark

made it more of a scene he should leave now

radioed his deputy to meet him

he being certain it was a more disturbing event

with a real menacing intent!

 

Soon a report of a prized horse gone missing

and the sudden exit of all creatures

fleeing so frightened from an unseen danger

raising the stakes and anticipation

of the population unaware of what was near

but soon the answer would be here!

 

Patrolling the sheriff found a deer in the road

freshly killed and mauled

similar marks had already found heard a noise

just seconds being distracted

never saw anything looking back it had gone

something was seriously wrong!

 

That sickening feeling he was now being hunted

or very soon could be cornered

drove rapidly to town as another night neared

decided to suggest to the residents

to gather in the red brick town-hall for protection

receiving not a single rejection!

 

A hunter arrived to tell him a friend had been killed

found his body in the branches

shaken said could not have got there on his own

remembered ancient legends

of creatures that lived deep in the dense forest

this theory was a lot to digest!

 

An ancient native american sacred burial site

there had to be truth in the legends

gathered at the town hall steps heard sounds

deep angry sinister loud roars

townsfolk quickly ushered to the basement

the sheriff ready for engagement!

 

Two armed volunteer hunters joined the hunt

as they waited for an unseen foe

soon a huge dark object was on the attack

fast and agile they were the hunted

guns blazing in pitch black had to be alert

or be slaughtered or seriously hurt!

 

In an instant the sheriff was now confronted

with a mass heading his way

firing it knocked him to the floor lashing out

with huge claws and teeth gnashing

bullets at first never stopped the beasts charge

as more rapidly did discharge!

 

Just managed to grab his knife stabbed its head

this made it fall heavily backwards

now running away as the deputy came to help

but suddenly the beats jumped up

knocking him with force through a glass door

it left a trail of blood on the floor!

 

Injured both struggled to stand it had vanished

shaken waited for the daylight

a search was mounted but nothing ever found

today they live in a state of terror

knowing the beast was somewhere not dead

no idea of the future that lay ahead!

 

Deep in the vast forest the beasts waited

to terminate the humans they hated!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nothing Is Personal!

Nothing is personal or sacred today it would seem

each one of us watched in one way or another

any secrets can soon be in the public domain

as there are those snooping of the official kind

even a neighbour or a so-called close friend

spying and seeking evidence you can’t defend!

 

Our home phones and mobiles can be quickly tapped

computers being hacked and viruses downloaded

wherever we turn the cameras are there tracking

to catch us speeding and check number plates

undercover agents look to see if we illegally claim

catching those they say are the right ones to blame!

 

The major rise is by frauds and crooks after our cash

from false emails stating you’ve won big money

to your credit and debit card details being cloned

with the genuine hard workers and honest folk

targets for private bailiffs able to seek and hound

crooks ready to steal leaving us dead on the ground!

 

Becoming a nasty complex and frightening society

treated like fools in repugnant ways

protection undermined by the so-called authorities

we are told what they want us to believe

honesty is no security against prosecution anymore

most dread the future that is for sure!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

A Quiet Day!

A quiet day or so he had thought

leaving his regular place of work

no warning gun fire life caught

strangers in shadows did lurk

felt happy as he walked that way

bang a pain on the ground he lay!

 

Nothing now can be ever done again

the gun cultures taken another soul

an increasing number that are slain

a society with an increasing death toll

where gangs control our way of living

humans without mercy nor forgiving!

 

Knives as well have taken futures away

people afraid to speak safety in doubt

emotions hidden becoming but a cliché

their families in danger if thugs find out

a vicious cycle for them to be living in

the barrier of protection is now so thin!

 

War on the streets is no longer a myth!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

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