So Easy!

So easy to give up holding your head high anymore

to let those who think they have power of control

who threaten and bully to enter through your door

focus never give in or let them overstep their role

too much authority given to the corrupt and rotten

leaving us unprotected vulnerable and forgotten!

 

The rights of us all eroded allowing debt collectors

the power to hound and cause untold misery

with no recourse of legal support to fight the case

more becoming trapped in positions none can face!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Forest Park!

A large forest park was spread over many miles

flush green flora covered large areas

natural open land preserved for public pleasure

nothing out of place to the naked eye

except for pipes covertly situated all around

upon the artificially cultivated ground!

 

An allusion to hide the storage base underneath

where advanced technology hidden

ready for coming predicted conflict for mankind

one of many strategically located

as daily life trundled on with an innocent mindset

oblivious of the dangerous hidden threat!

 

That day did come a shaking of the earth below

in the towns and villages enveloped

assumption was this must be an earthquake

but at that moment could not see

the park was opening exposing what was below

as the tremor did violently grow!

 

Though soon it clear as strange craft emerged

as a worldwide alert had been sent

an invasion of unidentified incoming alien ships

the secret defensive plan initiated

as the peaceful scene became a movie nightmare

in real three D the public were now aware!

 

In disbelief the people of the world had discovered

what had been hidden from them

that coded messages from invasion blockbusters

depicting countless alien attacks

was a warning of the real events that would arise

from different dimensions and open skies!

 

Soon the many other untold secrets would be known!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Untold!

Shouting from within the house was disturbing

terrified screams permeated

the neighbours had been use to frequent rows

but even they were shaken

the police were called but never came for hours

the next day people laid flowers!

 

When the house was entered there were bodies

a massacre the description

yet though eight were found spread in rooms

certain the killer was not there

known for their family feud it seemed overkill

a dread in the community did instill!

 

The house lay empty nobody wanted to go near

there was a dark  atmosphere

from a fun street it became somber and quiet

nobody had been caught

who could do such a thing to in this household

it seemed a mystery untold!

 

During the next year several bodies were found

in random spots in the same area

as those in the house mutilated the same way

all related to the house owners

yet no clues to give any identity to the culprit

no scenarios would fit!

 

Theories abounded gang related or a grudge

passing down the many years

they were from a country vampires lived

cursed for long gone wrongs

had caused some ancient beings to hate

so the generations had to eliminate!

 

Wild stories circulated some were simply fantasy

then as the shocking case

had started one night it all came to a chilling end

a body in a ritual type pose

found near to the street in bushes on wasteland

with a bloody axe in its hand!

 

For some reason not explained by the authorities

declared it was the wanted assassin

so there was nothing to fear anymore now safe

file closed no evidence disclosed

that cloud of suspicion would never go away

something nasty was at play!

 

That house where it all began stayed empty

many thought it haunted

slowly decaying over time others reported

shadowy beings following

wandering around the area few dared go

for animals was a no-show!

 

There is a house in a street it could be near you!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

The Pensioner!

The pensioner heard  loud noises in the night

petrified it was a burglar.

But unwisely looked around the bungalow

yet everything was in place.

Except for the open back door all was still

in his lungs cold air did fill.

 

Around his wrinkled neck was a button pendent

for summoning urgent support.

Pressing it hard a young voice loudly replied

he could hardly speak.

Telling him to stay calm help was quickly coming

listening to a faint humming!

 

Shaken by this he sat down on a kitchen chair

staring out into the garden.

He recalled that grave size patch of ground

where nothing would grow.

Often wondering what was below the earth

at this moment felt no mirth!

 

A door bell ring made him nearly fall off the chair

taking awhile to let them in.

A warden and constable who were concerned

thoroughly checked around.

And seemed satisfied everything was fine

further help he did decline.

 

Alone once more it was certainly not the same

until now it felt like home.

Now every single sound made him quiver

and focused on the door!

As it re-opened on its own he now saw

like a shadow on the door!

 

He also had a bad heart this he couldn’t take

collapsing on the grubby floor.

The following day a social worker called

being shocked finding him.

Natural causes the post-mortem revealed

the secret in the ground sealed!

 

No suspicions aroused at how many died

in this council property.

After all they were all getting very old

so just natural causes!

Whatever was buried an untold mystery

somebody’s dark history!

 

Soon another elderly resident moved in!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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