Each Day!

The only way to live our short lives

is to take each day as it comes

resolute to face each coming dawn

in a respectful and positive way

in peace helping others if we can

unifying people on an equal stand

stopping endless wars and sorrow

hope for a brighter tomorrow!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Short Journey!

Through life’s short journey that can be strenuous

emotions often dominate how we react

possessive and violence are common tendencies

mar most of our rational actions we make

such as harmony cooperation with genuine care

often is an option that’s not there!

 

Discipline and self-control not forgetting respect

is often lost when many want to have fun

out for enjoyment excessive drinking with mates

to be in good company with no violent intent

yet some do like to hurt mock and with malice kill

no remorse or hesitation to them another thrill!

 

Once in a minority this evil scourge is on the rise

who will stop them as these thugs rampage on

the law is limp seemingly unable to stop brutality

these gangs think they can do what they want

fear rules everyone is at risk on our streets today

no longer certain its safe to work or play!

 

Violence surely is an evolving human abomination

where power and wealth are above contempt

for billions forced into hopelessness and despair

policing for those trying to abide the law

is slowly withdrawn because of financial restraints

disillusioned no point making complaints!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

So Easy To Hurt!

Walking slowly around my garden

looking at the grass and dirt

reflecting my past a bad bargain

much has happened many hurt

its gone can’t be changed now

making a simple life more difficult

easy for small problems to be big

takes no effort to pass an insult

intending each remark just to dig

still going on causing an atmosphere

not always sure why we do it is clear

for absolutely no reason it can start

really strange as our time is short

verbal poison yet with love in the heart

a case of couples unwittingly caught

in a trap they just can’t get out of easily

gone the will to repair damage feasibly!

 

At last sitting down on a calm warm morn

waking from a daydream sort of state

none the wiser of mans ways on this dawn

in a modern society do we all need a mate

breaking up often bitter hard to contemplate

life moves fast should be no time to hate!

 

A row can erupt into a lifetime of deep regret!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Hand In Hand!

Held hands bewildered at what surrounded them

shocked covered in thick dust

could only hold on to each other both survived

the huge blast that killed so many

children that did not understand such carnage

or how adults had such rage!

 

In their short lives had only ever known destruction

warfare that took families forever

born into the putrid odours of death cries of anguish

that never ending wail of mourning

funerals and standing by grave sides of  loved ones

and choking smoke filling their lungs!

 

Now they were alone their home and parents murdered

as a missile struck their only sanctuary

while both outside the explosion shattered many lives

parents and grandparents a brother to

lost evermorer being so young just could not understand

as together stood hand in hand!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Nuclear Tests!

Each tree trembled from an unnatural vibration

in front the shortcut grass

at first glance seemed empty no humans around

but a rhythmic rustling sound

the grass no longer green as millions of worms

covered it like visible germs!

 

Normally filled with families happily playing

but darkness made them leave

a vast area near wide barren desert plains

unknown to most as a test site

for  nuclear experiments decades in the past

soon repercussions would be cast!

 

Radiation had seeped down to the sandy base

and preserved fertile soil

part of plans to research radio-active fallout

yet failed to realise consequences

worms absorbing the lethal product mutating

a disaster in the making!

 

From their natural state transformed rapidly

into flesh-eating creatures

searching for prey surfacing on the grassland

sensing it was nearby

as the park rangers unwittingly approached

as on deadly ground encroached!

 

No indication as they walked to their demise

just empty bloody uniforms

slithering on until the dawn leaving a gory trail

as visitors came to find

the area cordoned off as scientists investigated

and cause of the horror deliberated!

 

The mutated worms had gone back below ground

to the cool and darkness

not until the next night would the slaughter begin

their time slot was short

in solving the abomination they unwittingly created

before it truly escalated!

 

The hours were ticking by as the night was upon them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Fair maiden

Fair maiden walking by my side

together we chatter I cannot hide

our feelings of love my miss Jane

from blushing it is hard to refrain

sunny strolling on a path of stone

the two of us are happy alone.

 

Cherished hours united we share

the time is short both are aware

soon I must return to the war

a chance I may return no more

my king and country I am loyal

to protect our liberty and our soil.

 

Fair maiden here with you I pray

to be back for our wedding day

if this is not truly meant to be

my love this day remember me

not in a mud filled putrid trench

with comrades and human stench!

 

Never forget those  lives cut short

freedom for all is why we fought!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Long Or Short

Whether our lives are long or short

the span good or bad.

Depending in truth on the decisions

what the outcome will be.

Life’s a gamble it’s what you make it

maybe a failure or hit!

 

Look around there are so many of us

not all can be rich.

Those wild go getter’s bright and cold

never live until their old.

Plodders who are the backbone dependable

following every rule.

 

Those wanting to work and those that never will

honest souls and total crooks!

Merciful and wise who respect humanity

the emotionless and greedy!

But on top of all this we share fate

as few know their end date!

 

Nobody no matter how rich or important

in the end we are the same!

I often think life can be hell for some

heaven or limbo for others.

It has always been so those who struggle

those whose live’s are a ball!

Whatever is in our plan we can but follow

to often the outcome is sorrow!

 

But many believe our existence does not

end at our physical death!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Life! (1984)

Life is very short this is true

when time is up there’s nothing we can do

no matter how painful this may seem

this is one true fact that has always been

when the lord calls us into his fold

we can do nothing but do as we are told!

 

Many of us cannot understand

when we die we go to a greater land

there are many young people who are lost

and they are heavily paying the cost

all searching for truth and purpose

lots have sunk so low and will never surface!

 

Creating a world of vice and violence

that causes a long festering silence

the human race never seems to learn

but continues to constantly yearn

to kill innocent  people for some cause

without even taking a short pause!

 

Few see the pointlessness of it all

no doubt to end in another global war!

 

Nothing changes as years pass man is the same!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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