The only way to live our short lives
is to take each day as it comes
resolute to face each coming dawn
in a respectful and positive way
in peace helping others if we can
unifying people on an equal stand
stopping endless wars and sorrow
hope for a brighter tomorrow!
#TheFoureyedPoet.
There seems little understanding of how others live
is common amongst those who should understand
corruption from leaders that find it hard to forgive
just wanting to rule and dominate their homeland
coldly not caring for the people’s self-preservation
as the families suffer with increasing inflation!
How the people are struggling with nowhere to go
endlessly wondering as their countries are dying
no support or compassion with the constant flow
lives destroyed starvation disease yet still defying
countries often judged by those at their head
with despair all around there are too many dead!
Surely there must be a much brighter tomorrow
can there be a strong faith to overcome sorrow
often it is the rulers creating the internal strife
while they and their cronies have the good life!
#TheFoureyedPoet.
First night on holiday was always exciting
this year was different
she had come ahead alone not so inviting
here early with good intent
mum and daughter due tomorrow night
being alone did not seem right!
Had come ahead early she had an extra day
wanted to see her daughter Kate
had been at university soon be here to stay
for two weeks could not wait
never been here before wanted to prepare
of any danger was not aware!
Busy getting holiday cabin how she wanted
soon darkness had come
felt tired never thought it could be haunted
to exhaustion had succumb
decided to have an early and restful sleep
anything else to the morning keep!
Not use to being in the countryside all alone
or cabin with panoramic view
had forgotten her mobile and no house phone
here alone anxiety grew
now for the first time began to feel uneasy
stomach churning was queasy!
As she came out of the bathroom she saw
through the bedroom window
the shape of a figure she could not ignore
yelling her actions slow
froze but then in an instant it had gone
for the morning did so long!
Unable to relax ran around to check doors
making sure they were locked
terrified felt sweat oozing from her pores
her well-being totally rocked
as if circling heard loud footsteps near
echoing in her ears so clear!
Many thoughts racing through her mind
were all the windows locked
would her child mums lifeless body find
now feeling deeply shocked
cowering in the corner behind the settee
wondering who it could be!
Creaking wooden boards surrounded her
scraping along the walls
with some object the fear within did stir
also across the glass
high-pitched a shadow passed as well
followed by a nasty smell!
Exhausted eventually fell into a half sleep
awaking with a start
the rising sun into the cabin began to peep
her fast beating heart
stiff where she had not moved needed a wee
parched so wanted a cup of tea!
The birds were singing loudly she ventured out
one shaky step at a time
afraid to make a sound in case it was still about
she was alive felt sublime
two joggers went by staring then running past
it was safe she thought at last!
Venturing onto the veranda now could see why
the couple moved away so fast
deep cuts in the wood and word reading die
she could only stare aghast
it covered the exterior in a place so serene
this horror did not fit the scene!
A familiar voice relieved she quickly turned
her daughter stood concerned!
She left with her family never to return here
something watched them go so very near!
The Foureyed Poet.
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