Began!

Even approaching her electric car

that buzzing sound began

a powerful charge threw her back

bright specs of light darting

rapidly all around her visual field

to its power had to yield!

 

Stunned lay upon the dank tarmac

of the large car park

could not understand the cause

other shoppers helped

concerned at this unusual event

what was this torment?

 

Almost immediately it escalated

the electricity arced

connecting with lighting towers

plus cell like poles

that were closely situated nearby

birds fried flying by!

 

Patterns sparking above their heads

the charge crackled

smell of burning ozone as it ignited

as anything electrical

ceased to function and a grid created

a new power base activated!

 

From that day forth the vast population

filled with fear and damnation!

 

Surely this is only a nightmare scenario?

 

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Early!

An early morning jog was the normal routine

left the house as the light awoke

before her partner had risen from slumber

taking her normal jogging route

but she never returned home upon that day

as her husband watched the driveway!

 

For the time they had been married worried

about the runs she always took alone

always assured him there was nothing to fear

notified the police she had not returned

a full search of the area was rapidly begun

the scale of the mystery would stun!

 

Over the months the husband was suspected

of abduction and his wife’s murder

but no connection or evidence could be found

so it was dropped he was shaken

feeling they did not really believe his account

as the pressure on his health did mount!

 

When reports of dozens more disappearances

emerged before his wifes and after

a different perspective to the enquiries ensued

more into a science fiction scenario

the possibility of alien abduction was cited

as world interest was ignited!

 

It was a rural area woods fields and farmland

strange lights and object had been seen

not until many had vanished was it connected

the plan to step up security and patrols

did not stop others going missing from sight

whether during the day or night!

 

No bodies were ever recovered or any contact

from the missing was recorded

an increase in sightings in the copse and land

of monsters or humanoid figures

unidentified craft filling the once clear skies

giving the expert a lot to analyse!

 

Those who dared came to seek out the riddle

as families had to come to terms

at the loss and not knowing what happened

or where their loved ones were

an ora of suspicion had pervaded this haven

beautiful unspoilt on the world blazon!

 

A medieval mood where a creeping malevolent

force invaded and nothing thrived

so it is to this day where the husband still waits

afraid like all the locals to leave

the relative safety of their houses in night hours

as its been taken over by dark powers!

 

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Sinkhole!

Outside of the desert camp gates

a sinkhole had appeared

during the long cold dark night

their entrance blocked

patrols at the perimeter fence

found cracks so immense!

 

Anybody within were trapped

the only way out fly

but there were no helicopters

nobody knew the cause

deep concern a secret facility

it was an act of hostility!

 

Who was the enemy contact lost

communications down

alone in the middle of a desert

an unseen enemy close

vibrations beneath their feet

with nowhere to retreat!

 

How any invaders could penetrate

or attack undetected

a dark project non-existent site

caused a major threat

no time to initiate self destruct

the project was fucked!

 

Blasts grew louder from below

the ground they stood on

disintegrated as the craft rose

cylindrical and metallic

slowly emerged from the debris

leaving behind the frenzy!

 

From the small sinkhole it grew

until everything imploded

those few soldiers who survived

helplessly watched

as in silence and blink of an eye

it vanished into the sky!

 

The leaders were far from amused

the stolen technology

could lead to the their downfall

those mighty paymasters

defeated by their doomsday device

mankind paying the price!

 

Could such a scenario really happen?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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.

 

 

Marked!

Staring out from behind his closed curtains

this man was so petrified

could see the large black car parked outside

knew they were after him

there was nowhere else to hide trapped

hope and energy sapped!

 

Could not keep quiet about what he knew

his conscience could not allow

had to tell the public of alien infiltration

in the fabric of our society

even if they partly accepted his disclosures

he would risk exposure!

 

This he was prepared to do by going public

through the national papers

and television channels had nowhere to hide

had even taken documents

tried to safeguard his wife and only daughter

they to were at risk of slaughter!

 

Many colleagues had mysterious accidents

or this was the scenario used

classed as traitors for exposing information

considered of a top-secret nature

he knew the risks had been cornered here

had no time to get clear!

 

This was his private hideaway by the lakes

though knew nothing was secret

from the agents whose job it was to silence

known as the men in black

there was nothing more to be done trapped

his body and soul sapped!

 

Heard them approaching only one thing to do

sent his wife one last email

sat behind his desk calmly typed a message

laid back in the leather chair

the dark suited strangers smashed their way in

lies about him would begin!

 

Headlines read in a car crash scientist killed!

friends knew his prediction was fulfilled!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Stabbing a Stranger!

There was no reason for the youth to attack

stabbing a stranger in his chest

gone before anybody had a chance to view

just evaporated into the crowd

no motive for this violent and senseless act

not way for the thug to be tracked!

 

This was the scenario detectives first thought

on their initial theory

but no evidence was found or then a motive

more victims were stabbed

it seemed in the same pattern in each case

what did they actually face?

 

Symbols were found branded on the bodies

the knife wounds seemed burned

these questions became urgent was it a cult

frustration was mounting

many descriptions of the killer easily misread

into black magic would tread!

 

Panic ensued as more corpses were found

none had identification

experts of the occult their assistance sort

creatures began roaming

somebody somewhere had created the spell

allowing demons from hell!

 

Never the had authorities listened to witches

an unprecedented action

the search was on for the perpetrators temple

powerful magic being exerted

as spirituality began to overwhelm our society

with mankind losing his piety!

 

Together police religious and the occult leaders

were united into a pact

to counter act the dark forces growing power

over elements of good and light

all those sacrifices for the evolution of evil

and innocent souls for retrieval!

 

The massive search soon centred on a church

now no longer consecrated

then used for drugs and sex since abandoned

ideal for the wicked to flourish

the soulless dominions could fester and grow

overseen by the watchful crow!

 

Swat teams surrounded the gothic looking church

chanting could be heard

echoing rhythmically as they tried being quiet

guns poised uncomfortably

knowing this time they were not taking the lead

yet itching for the action to proceed!

 

An elite squad of soldiers led the preplanned way

but where stopped at the door

unable to get passed the large painted symbols

until the witches removed the spell

allowing them to enter the demon’s evil church

upon the precipice they did perch!

 

Flying creatures attacked them they fought

bullets were of no use

coming from all ways then just vanishing

several were stabbed

by the familiar small vicious daunting beast

their horror ordeal increased!

 

Chanting close the witches present prepared

for a battle of their own

determined to stop the growing dark chaos

reseal the rift being opened

in unison their own incantations now recited

to banish evil goodness reunited!

 

The hardened soldiers were silently terrified

not being a flesh and blood enemy

could only cower and watch the ensuing battle

as the creatures swirled around

making a shocking sound as the two factions

came to blinding interactions!

 

Out side flashes sounds and earth tremors

left everyone fearing the end

a huge bright beam of light shot skywards

throwing those present

vehicles to tossed like toys over the ground

as a shock wave did rebound!

 

Instantly the building began rapidly crumble

rescue squads rushed forward

as the group emerged from the cellar region

all the spells were broken

they rushed assist but several did not return

as a raging fire began to burn!

 

The area had to be immediately evacuated

the site was imploding

the joint intervention appeared a success

for the agencies involved

cautiously declaring this but hard to accept

or give the occult groups respect!

 

Yet even as they celebrated deep below

a new terror did grow!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Nuclear Blast!

The high metal lamp-post had been bent

with the force of the explosion.

Everything below was flat from the blast

nothing left all destroyed.

Though threatened none really expected

nor ever suspected.

 

That somebody would really carry it out

but it was not a nation.

Who radically changed histories course

but an unknown group!

With extreme ideas and limitless reserve

not for them life to preserve!

 

A vast area once a thriving city expunged

radioactive dust settled!

Search for victims and culprits the priority

containment their focus.

The media screens showed endless footage

as anger turned to rage!

 

What had been put forward as a scenario

was there each to see.

Billions watched not ancient newsreels

 

this was the awakening!

They heeded that unity was the solution

or annihilation the conclusion!

 

One hundred years forward war a memory

humans entwined in harmony.

The planet heeled from man’s dissection

yet elements still existed.

Rumbles of  the past savagery simmered

the cycle once more glimmered!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Predictions!

Twenty twelve had become the year

with predictions of life ending!

Echoed around the globe this fear

different ideas on our demise.

Depressing many ignored by most

would we soon be toast?

 

One theory solar flares from our sun

that brings us light and life!

Is this how the predictions fulfilled

in the year twenty twelve?

Nature is man’s most formidable foe

our outcome there’s no control!

 

Humanoids truthfully never respected it

abusing and using the resources!

Always for profit rarely trying to preserve

not equal between greed and need!

At natures mercy fate will take its course

too late for any remorse!

 

Will twenty twelve come true as a prediction

or onward to the next dooms day scenario?

 

The Foureyed Poet.