Disturbing!

This was a disturbing news alert

a car surrounded the man shot

with not a chance to surrender

to prove his innocence or guilt

killed upon an observation made

this happened on a busy highway

at least eight shots by police fired

his existence that day expired!

 

A witness reported a man had a gun

how easy is it to mistake an object

driving by at speed on a busy road

but was proof beforehand attained

to confirm if it had actually occurred

positive in a split second sighting

was this truly the right choice taken

if wrong decision a life forsaken!

 

Is it not a worry how at peril we are

in a society of such savagery and fear

how easy for mistakes to be made

decisions initiated without a reverse

enquiries are vague an internal affair

what we are told often makes no sense

the risk to life has become immense!

 

Should we really start to have major misgivings?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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Warehouse!

The warehouse was inconspicuous on the trading estate

at the edge of the town border

no signs to indicate ownership or what its function

a high new fence encased it

no visible security cameras could either of them see

which seemed weird had to agree!

 

Usually loved to explore dank abandoned buildings

but this had an aura about it

certain it hid secrets from any unsuspecting gaze

against their policy of caution

both found themselves walking around the border

with night vision camcorder!

 

Dim lights could be seen through covered windows

made their adrenaline surge

on a soft piece of ground were able to squeeze under

onto crumbling concrete

filled with stale and foul-smelling water they cursed

in their adventure were immersed!

 

Moved they thought covertly to the warehouse side

door that on inspection was open

unnerved thinking had somebody entered already

pulling it open quickly went in

faint footsteps could clearly be heard very close by

both scared could not lie!

 

With the low light emitted inside could see the interior

nothing was there just empty

but a vibration felt right under their feet and a hum

made their ears begin to ache

voices now heard getting close in one corner found

a rusting bench tried not to make a sound!

 

As figures came into view spoke a strange language

in the centre of the vast warehouse

a shape appeared to be slowly becoming illuminated

as time passed were becoming agitated!

 

As the object was getting more defined were shaken

it was what could be described as a craft

a large metallic disc materialised while they gazed

and they were not fellow humans

but five tall fearsome lizard like creatures assembled

the craft was hovering both trembled!

 

Unable to contain emotions one moved his foot slightly

knocking a piece of metal that rolled

alerting the group who instantly headed their way

unable to escape the creatures were fast

towards the spacecraft were both quickly dragged

their will power and energy sagged!

 

An entrance opened in its side and steps slid down

they were hauled into the interior

it closed the craft vanished in a shimmering haze

two teenage girls ran to the spot

speechless had recorded this unbelievable event

sorry this abduction could not prevent!

 

Fearing for their own safety made a brisk departure

knowing these aliens would come back

had monitored this site remotely but their first visit

realising the dangers here within

could only hope these lads would hopefully return

for now their own lives their only concern!

 

With stealth left to review the terrifying footage shot

holding on trying not to lose the plot!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Tightrope!

He was certain that this was the correct tree

said it had been so long

his hair had gone face was wrinkled with age

the handcuffs were tight

but the pain gave him the strength to cope

as he faced the tightrope!

 

Felt no emotion laughed inwardly to himself

the judge had called him insane

that made him well up with anger deep inside

never could relate to other people

a form of pleasure taking their breath away

annoyed he was here today!

 

Had stayed years in a secure mental hospital

content living his perfect dream

wanting for nothing as his victims forgotten

until the doctors said he was sane

the detectives allowed to interview him again

trying to get inside his warped brain!

 

Transferred to a new prison for violent criminals

but it was not his choice of home

able to be pursued to admit what he had done

this was a game he would not play

for he had done nothing wrong was the only reply

that he was a mass murderer did deny!

 

But they persisted coming up with photographs

of his alleged countless victims

one had a familiar face that unsettled his mind

which they spotted the reaction

with more questioning made him at last admit

a connection had to submit!

 

So here he stood before this large sycamore tree

informing them a victim laid below

but it was not true just wanted to get outside

determined he wanted to die

they would never know the secrets of his evil

lifetime mission had to fulfil!

 

Within this depraved being that everybody feared

armed guards accompanied him

as the authorities hoped there was a conclusion

for a family waiting so long

but without any warning he turned aggressive

that went beyond excessive!

 

Taking by surprise held a guard with cuffed hands

crushing the delicate throat

no pleading would make him ever release the grip

with desperate measures was shot

his plan had now been fulfilled silenced forever

the truth to be told never!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

A Lovely Daughter!

A lovely daughter full of life and hope

spending a day with her family

catching up as she now lived far away

visiting familiar and fond places

memories that could never be erased

so much joy was raised!

 

Strolling along the harbour and old pier

no thought of violence in mind

a link between father and precious child

without any warning a shot

is heard then his child sinks to the floor

his emotions soon to be raw!

 

A lone figure runs quickly from the scene

concerned only with escape

leaving a stunned father holding his sibling

fatally wounded cradled  in his arms

asking for his help he was unable to give

for this atrocity hard to forgive!

 

In silence he stayed until medics arrived

sadly too late for any hope

within those seconds reality had changed

a precious life denied

real happiness taken by a culture of evil

her place nothing could fill!

 

Rest in peace another victim of a violence!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

The Club!

The club was built on a slaughter-house site

where death was embedded

in eighteen twenty-one the hauntings began

soon as the wooden structure

opened for business visitors felt the chill

many became violently ill!

 

Voices were heard flies often filled the air

nobody understood why

did tainted blood washed down the well

on the ancient burial ground

cause the disturbances in the night spot

did it cause a man to be shot?

 

Before long more murders took place inside

some put down to drink

others were not se easy to find the reasons

in the twenties booze was band

in america prohibition was being enforced

by the feds strictly endorsed!

 

Violence escalated as gangsters profits grew

those opposing disappeared

eventually it was forced to close left empty

used by squatters and worse

devil worshippers found it ideal for rituals

breaking every holy rule!

 

It remained like this until the nineteen eighties

when a musician a venue

refitted it to his own country music design

the first manager it was said

became possessed by an entity in torment died

sinister shadows roamed inside!

 

Female screams often chilled many party goers

flying glasses and furniture

that moved without any human intervention

began to give the establishment

the wrong publicity the owner and staff wanted

soon with ghost hunters confronted!

 

Now to this day paranormal groups are certain

the activity is credibly real

has not diminished within spirits and demons

are there resident inside

one of the most haunted dwellings it is said

that fills most visitors with dread!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

I Could Have Sworn!

I could have sworn somebody came in

through the restaurant door.

Maybe it was a simple trick of the light

or a reflection within!

This was my initial thought soon I forgot

partying with a rowdy lot.

 

During the evening from the corner of my eye

definitely could have sworn.

Something was moving about the noisy party

too much drink flowed.

Was that causing visions in the atmosphere

my thoughts were not clear.

 

The party rapped early in the morning I sat

viewing the restaurant.

When a lady appeared on a chair next to me

though I was drunk!

But I was polite and flattered she was there

where from I didn’t care!

 

We chatted for a while I must have dozed off

waking she had disappeared.

That memory would have been forgotten

but I went for a meal.

And noticed portraits of her everywhere

unsure why I wasn’t aware!

 

Speaking to the staff I was surprised to learn

she had founded the place.

But had been murdered here two years ago

shot at this very table!

As I looked something again walked close by

did I hear a dying cry?

 

The Foureyed Poet.