Silently!

Silently the danger swiftly approached

gathered speed as it careered onward

many eyes through telescopes observed

could see the object coming this way

on earth humans continued their folly

disbelieving of what could soon occur

others searched for provisions to hoard

merciless violence then soured!

 

Too many predictions were unfounded

so few thought it would ever be

nothing would change greed still ruled

there could be nowhere for us to flee

darkness despair the disbelief grew

death and horror the only view!

 

No Fresh air sun or sweet singing birds

happy children innocently playing

certain a meteorite was going to collide

ending in terror mankind’s very existence

written its said as an ancient prophecy

as it hurled closer to the earths surface

the few hid in deep secure habitation

no room for most of the population!

 

By a miracle or very poor calculations

it passed by earth at close proximity

a warning how fragile the balance of life

hurtling onward in spaces vast highway

order restored the chaos forgotten

mankind carried on just as rotten!

 

Another chance given for humans to repent

or short reprieve from an inevitable event!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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House! The Beginning!

Alone neglected the house was stark

empty for years unwelcome icy cold

silent nothing moved it looked dark

with a faded sign reading house sold

whether night or day there is no telling

what was in this despicable dwelling!

 

Noises had often been heard from inside

even the stagnant air had a foul smell

what did this house have within to hide

could it be another gateway to hell

oozing evil this was an abomination

they entered with a deep trepidation!

 

Trees were rotten everything had died

yet these fools still the house defied!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Humble Pray!

On her knees in humble pray

seeking solace from despair

amongst decay and rubble

with ever-increasing trouble

many lives lost not forgotten

in a society totally rotten!

 

Painfully struggling to kneel

to god for mercy did appeal

the oppressors had no care

without morality to share

raising her arms to the sky

simply asked her God why?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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