Soldier!

He sat alone in the train compartment

it was during war-time

the soldier was on leave from the army

had witnessed the abhorrence

of warfare and his friends lives ended

their funerals attended!

 

As he sat deep in thought became aware

in the seat opposite

by the window a frail looking woman sat

weeping very quietly

gasped certain nobody else was in there

this compartment to share!

 

The light was poor as it was the black out

how cold he now felt

sound of bombs dropping in the distance

already very stressed

could only stare at his unexpected visitor

that he could not ignore!

 

There was nowhere for him to run away

a no corridor train

on this old trundling commuter train

he was stuck here

did not fancy jumping onto the line

this decided to decline!

 

But suddenly the shape distorted

the face became clear

now saw the black eyes glaring

the once human features

changed into a grotesque outline

his sanity unable to define!

 

A loud scream like a banshee wail

made him reel away

running to the left locked door

pounding the glass

as it smashed his flesh was torn

shouting as if others to warn!

 

The train slowly screeched to a halt

station staff ran to his aid

upper body lay over the broken door

they helped him out

in the carriage nobody else was there

to them an odd affair!

 

Later in hospital his wounds tended

he was unconscious

eventually when he was able to speak

nothing could he recall

but in his mind the image did remain

thought was he going insane?

 

From then on felt a vile presence near!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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.

 

 

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