Criticizing!

Had been vocal criticizing the authority’s

determined to uncover the facts

most of the population accepted it as truth

knew he was monitored

his whole life logged nowhere to hide

but he still had his pride!

 

All means of communication taken down

impossible to send his message

knew his very existence was now in peril

but had to tell what he knew

unseen forces began to intensify on him

honesty made his life grim!

 

Hid away so not to draw anymore attention

broke contact with others

who became a risk to the powers that ruled

to what they believed was going on

the public lived in a false state of sanctuary

accepting everything voluntary!

 

One new day nobody could contact him at all

had bravely exposed a cult

so there was a deep concern for his welfare

several members went to call

swat vehicles were there in force that day

his life had been taken away!

 

Police said they had a warrant for his arrest

thought he had gone for his gun

so had no choice but to shoot him dead

friends knew he had no weapon

but this fact was never publicly disclosed

the case was simply closed!

 

Is this just another conspiracy theory?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Sunday

Sunday use to be the day of rest

all was quiet wherever you went.

Little or no traffic then not a pest

every one was full of good intent.

Peace and quiet the family together

simple pleasures lasting forever.

 

Nobody rushed it was a day to unwind

aroma of dinner was always around.

A snooze to digest and chill the mind

precious times to enjoy was found.

Laughter filled the house on this  day

after tea time for games to play.

 

Life has changed to a much faster pace

no moment to waste today it seems.

Rushing work and play like a race

relaxation is only in their dreams.

Not happy with cards or leisurely walk

or get together and simply talk.

 

Those times now just part of our history!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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