Pensioner!

Just a pensioner not rich worked all his life

paid his taxes owed nothing

entitled to no benefits a proud honest man

at last got his small bungalow

now retired family had grown fled the nest

had until recently felt blessed!

 

Thought himself just one member of society

saved and earned every penny

pleased that day he had got his dream home

no frills but was their dream

sadly he would be moving in this place alone

missed her the only love he had known!

 

Sorry his wife had gone they were never parted

now could not physically share

yet knew her spirit would always be very near

their pet dog they both loved

would be close by his side the day he entered

for a simple life his hopes centered!

 

His two children helped him safely get settled in

but lived some distance away

though not the same was still a contented man

country views no neighbours to close

eased himself into a routine and restful lifestyle

certain he would live here for some while!

 

For months was good walking with his best friend

trips to the nearby picturesque village

soon winter was approaching began to stay in more

unaware of strangers observing

on a cold night snow falling upon sodden ground

the dog heard an unfamiliar sound!

 

Jim had fallen asleep under his duvet oh so warm

barked at the bedroom door

too late the hooded burglars were already inside

burst in to the darkened room

in the intruders muscular leg tiny teeth did sink

then Jim hit before could wake and blink!

 

In minutes the dog lay unconscious by his master

as the bungalow was ransacked

without thought or any respect his home violated

thinking he must have wealth hidden

pissed off stole his precious ten-year old motor car

found burnt out nearby a bloody iron bar!

 

The perpetrators long gone to find another victim

when dad never made a call

to his daughter as usual on the Thursday evening

called the police and headed there

only to be told he was critically ill in intensive care

the children gathered their grief to share!

 

Jim never woke up he succumbed to the assault

now resting with his beloved wife

his loyal mate Tinker who had stayed by his side

recovered who often sat by the grave

missed his kind voice for him would always grieve

and the sticks he threw for him to retrieve!

 

Eventually the thugs were apprehended and jailed

but not before others were hurt

sentenced to twenty-five years in a secure facility

to the victims it was a kind of justice

small comfort for the dad and granddad they had lost

the memories and his suffering too high a cost!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

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Eternally!

Eternally the conflicts with no everlasting accord

the children suffering and dying

the grieving families living in squalor and rubble

cries for mercy and peace

as the shells and bombs rained down evermore

who were the enemy nobody sure!

 

The misery continues the guns are never silent

so many torn from their homelands

hidden agendas are pursued the people victims

land scorched buildings flattened

a constant movement of wretched humanity

caught up in the insanity!

 

How the many yearn for that feeling of friendship

when all nations can unite

earth home for humankind to find that respect

know that we are all one people

hand in hand solving problems without threat

when hatred and anger we can forget!

 

Maybe just a dream but the thought gives a spark of hope!

 

TheFoureyedPoet

 

Hands of Destruction!

The millions struggling to cope with life

seeking to find happiness

anyway they can in a controlling society

where violence is close by

moments of joy snatched before its taken

the innocent are forsaken!

 

The clash of different cultures is it a myth

instigated to divide us

when the people want to interact as one

sharing their friendship

not wanting to inflict such awful suffering

as humanity is stuttering!

 

Are we not the same people from all nations

hating each other by actions

taken by those we trust for our existence

to safeguard our security

but now the fear of attack has escalated

our lives too complicated!

 

What will each day bring more uncertainty

as out there evil doth prey

as the darkness engulfs unsuspecting beings

nowhere for us to go and hide

those hands of destruction grow stronger

as common sense exists no longer!

 

Let Peace Love and Cooperation be more

than hollow words to stop the war!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Faith!

That single moment changed his life forever

there on his second tour of duty

thought he was hardened to atrocities of war

even when facing his own death

another demolished village came up ahead

more wounded and many dead!

 

On the road came upon a woman crouching

holding a man’s lifeless body

two small children wandering dazed and  lost

each cried with endless tears

looking down in body armour and loaded gun

under the searing heat of the sun!

 

Feeling himself overwhelmed with the scene

had not been to church for years

his faith was now being tested himself a father

a beautiful wife waiting at home

safe away from such brutality of this warfare

their torment for a time did share!

 

Made him confront his own vulnerability and belief

feeling that overwhelming grief!

 

Then became a soldier once more and moved on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Compelled!

She knew it was not her actions but compelled

by the evil spirit within

where it had found her she had no knowledge

continuously really scared

had tried to seek help from a the local priest

but this was a powerful beast!

 

Dominating to the point of complete control

whenever it so desired

turning this sweet innocent young woman

into a predatory monster

charm oozing from every orifice and pore

until the victims ran no more!

 

She always looked beautiful a pleasure to meet

funny a captivating female

men were lured into the chameleons deadly lair

then the mask was removed

revealing the grotesque creature escape futile

carnage created for while!

 

From that first pleasant meeting it soon changed

to screaming obscenities

before any chance of detection just evaporated

returning in a new location

the woman trapped now helpless and horrified

suffering and inwardly died!

 

Compelled the real soul within had become lost

but a small spark remained

finding that tiny moment of reality she arrived

at that church doorway

an observant mature priest spotted here there

of her plight was aware!

 

An experienced exorcist was careful on approach

not to arouse the beast

lured it covertly into a secure and sealed room

tying the battered body

in a heavy oak chair bolted firmly to the solid floor

was it too late he was not sure!

 

The desperate battle to expel evil had begun

could her weak possessed soul survive?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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