Peace surely is but a hollow word
millions of voices never heard
such pain etched on blank faces
forced to move to many places
from their homelands removed
by unknown authorities approved
ever-increasing people displaced
on the news their plight showcased
the growing masses seeking refuge
that in a short time is now a deluge
having nothing wanting a better life
but are met with simmering strife!
a crisis countries are unable to cope
society slips down a slimy rope!
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They each learnt that day the hard way
maybe their homes were not the best
nor parents who cared what they did
from each other found that support
egging them on to violate others lives
with despicable disregard for feelings
not caring what property was damaged
or those innocent people they outraged!
Well known for their anti-social behaviour
that was escalating into brutality
certain nothing could stop their rampage
met at the park to drink and smoke
weed shouting felt they were invincible
knew an elderly man lived close by
throwing stones at his windows for fun
but this day their rampage would be done!
Within this house there was an evil entity
that wanted to take his soul and escape
its eternal imprisonment on this ground
the old man was aware of its presence
but was strong in his stubborn resistance
but hatred at the torment of the juveniles
his will gone they would lose their smiles!
The group jeered throwing anything at hand
as part of their nightly ritual onslaught
they could see him sitting near the window
which excited their lust for blood even more
coming boldly to the glass and banging
saw him slowly slump onto the frayed carpet
for a second silent then a cheer of celebration
mercilessly with contempt at his desecration!
Thinking it best to scarper from this crime scene
as sirens could be heard approaching
but found they were paralysed unable to escape
heard a door open and forced to turn
there stood the old man grinning eyes pitch black
helpless were forced in they had no comeback!
As the police arrived expecting the unruly youths
were surprised to see the house on fire
soon the fire brigade arrived discovering inside
just one body of the owner nobody else
even after witnesses told them what they had seen
the group were never ever seen again
no clues of the mysterious disappearances detected
the truth of what happened no one suspected!
The house was renovated but tenants would not stay
always saying something unseen inside did prey!
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Gazing at the throng of humanity
he sat unable to understand
tired of such a long turbulent life
the memories still clear
unable to comprehend that need
their desire to proceed!
To prolong their lives into centuries
he found after a hundred years
so hard to face always stayed young
as friends and family aged
his girlfriends withered by his side
leaving him when they died!
An enzyme within his DNA the reason
his life seemed to never end
had thought often of taking his own life
but felt it was the cowards way
resigned to wait for that allotted day
hoping it was not far away!
Got up and faded quietly into the crowds
to a lonely life in his home
prepared it maybe another century to live
with more memories to recall
friends to make and then say goodbye
now use to time passing him by!
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The days are always hectic in the capital
offices and shops were open.
Jostled and pushed along in the crowds
as a visiting couple found.
Coming to see an evening show by train
excitement hard to contain.
A rare treat to come to the city for a show
wanting to enjoy the sites.
Into the big stores prices high so to browse
having coffee and a meal.
It was still busy but the crowds had receded
down sides streets proceeded.
Here there were just a few people and pleasant
strolling at a leisurely pace.
Wanting to observe less commercialised areas
when in front were children.
Like any school party they walked in single file
dressed in clothes of an old style!
There was an adult who followed from the back
on the same side as them.
Stopped and turned lined up at the kerb to cross
but no cars were in the street.
But a strange an unnatural chill and no chatter
something that began to matter!
It didn’t seem natural to be near silent youngsters
this made them feel scared.
Each had a box around their necks it was familiar
war-time images came to mind.
Visions of young evacuees that were made to leave
this was hard to perceive.
Then as each pair reached the opposite pavement
vanished through a solid wall!
After they had gone it became warm and noisy again
heading back into the hub.
Glanced back then up a faded sign said to the station
they went on to their destination!
Both still unable to take in what they had witnessed!
The Foureyed Poet.
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