The Party!

They crowded into the hotel for the party

sitting in their specific groups

on neatly laid out christmas round tables

wine flowed during the evening

music started to play increasing to blaring

inhibitions lost and more swearing!

 

The happy factor slowly began to deteriorate

aggression began to materialise

those around the tables had the urge to kill

way passed the drunken phase

some realising there was no longer joviality

at the dawn of a dark reality!

 

Niggling amongst the women turned to threats

a slap glasses and bottles throne

punches started flying around the men joined in

dancing abruptly turned to a melee

soon a battle ensued wounded scattered around

as the first casualty hit the ground!

 

Soon the wounded became deaths as the law came

this created even more trouble

as the violence spread to other parts and outside

decorations and presents lay strewn

on shiny lino and carpet along with personal gear

those able were made to clear!

 

Eventually the fighting was brought to an end

the cause had to be investigated

even now rage still simmered as police vans

came in mass to take them to jail

and growing foreboding there would be more

this was a violence not seen before!

 

High in the clouds the mutated spores began to fall

where they had lived for centuries

in another part of the country as the dance began

and they were slowly inhaled

rapidly turned the happy revellers into lunacy

there would be nowhere to flee!

 

THe Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

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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.

 

 

 

 

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