Reputation!

His reputation had followed his career

even since he left the army

boasting they had taught him to shoot

given a dishonorable discharge

for an unlawful killing he did not agree

not listening to his plea!

 

Through his skills and knowledge of guns

he became a sniper for hire

as a mercenary fought in countless battles

but it never sat easy slaying

because every victim he killed remained

haunting him why unexplained!

 

He was not a believer in the paranormal

this he kept telling himself

at first just an odd glimpse like a shadow

certain it was his conscience

but as years passed were becoming vivid

making his personality frigid!

 

As the date of his fiftieth birthday neared

the dead seemed more real

than all the living he daily encountered

becoming evermore distant

from the reality of a once methodical life

his whole being took a dive!

 

Becoming decrepit for one still classed as young

the once untarnished reputation

crumbled becoming more inaccurate and sloppy

taking out the wrong targets

unable to detect fact from any reality he grasped

in his hands the gun he clasped!

 

Unable to distinguish those living from the dead

fired the bullitt entered his brain

he would rather face the many he slaughtered

than see them clearly all around

his mind had finally gone could live no more

would he enter heavens door?

 

And for eternity walk the path of damnation

or maybe he would find salvation!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Few!

Few humans through history have stood out

not thought as a god or dictator

but a man of great integrity and true vision

able to communicate with dignity

bringing nations and cultures together as one

for peace and cooperation to be won!

 

Racial religious and stubborn attitudes beaten

for us to realise we are the same

humans living together and harmony essential

for our survival from hostilities

where unity is our only salvation to survive

and we are glad to be alive!

 

Few can be loved and respected like this man

a gift to bring people together

strength to face any adversity that goes on

even after his passing from life

we can only hope that his legacy will prevail

so onward moves the peace trail!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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The Executioner!

He stood poised the axe raised ready to strike

no remorse in his cold heart!

As the sharp blade makes that final clean-cut

the cheers raising his adrenaline.

Making him proud of being the executioner

his sadistic nature began to stir!

 

High up on the cold stark and stained stones

towering over his latest victim!

His face hidden behind his sweaty black hood

emotionless at their pleading!

He had status yet was loathed and feared

by the people even as they cheered!

 

Many heads rolled under his term in the post

bringing excitement and tension.

A barbaric spectacle drew the large crowds

to watch the condemned die!

But too often when the cut was not precise

the blows were at least thrice!

 

The executioner now no longer plies his trade

in most cultures today.

That phantom vision still makes the skin crawl

evil eyes staring identity hidden.

A monster where there’s no chance of escape

as the condemned await their fate!

 

Hopelessness and despair on their final walk!

Death now their only salvation!

The Foureyed Poet

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