With the hot weather sapping their strength

the group of teenage friends

found a spot along the fast flowing river

where a natural pool was formed

to cool themselves from blistering heat

that also burnt their naked feet!


This was an unfamiliar spot along the bank

the fives senses became aware

of the sudden ripples in the still clear water

and how it became so quiet

as if danger was very close to their position

to each other confirmed suspicion!


Without warning the huge shape sprang out

from the pool screeching

grabbing by his leg the youngest teen Al

who was instantly swallowed

instinct made them blindly panic and scatter

there was no time for idle chatter!


As they tripped getting caught in undergrowth

weird sounds now ever closer

there was nowhere to hide from this thing

that resembled a huge snake

soon exhausted afraid to call to each other

desperately trying to find safe cover!


The weather had changed now heavy rain fell

scared to breath or even twitch

ground and vegetation seemed to shudder

alone yet were almost touching

knowing death was slowly slithering their way

sinking in the sodden clay!


Coming close zigzagging between their bodies

its slimy body even touching

over the legs of one of the girls who screamed

unable to stifle her pain

she to would soon have been the next fatality

in this nightmare of irrationality!


Saying their last departing prays men’s voices

were heard shouting then gun fire

the creature retreated but did not get far

suddenly turning to strike

an explosion tore it apart spraying everyone

in yellow goo at last it was done!


Convenient a military patrol was close by!










The Football

It was just a grubby yellow plastic football

the youngsters found.

Left unwanted in a dried up river bed

near burnt out cars.

In the once thriving peaceful desert town

the war had brought down!


A group of six friends with a lot in common

each orphaned by the fighting.

Known nothing but war since their birth

had found away to be friends.

Needing an outlet they all could share

learning how to care.


When one boy spotted the yellow football

a new hope emerged!

Their chance to have fun and be focused

to give them a purpose.

An incredible joy as they started to play

none could take it away.


Missing from amongst them that tribal mistrust

teenagers had found a spark.

From different backgrounds wanting to mix

defying the old traditions!

Not to fear without hate to kill or mutilate

but make earth a joined state!


Watching them play with that football

should be man’s wake up call!


United we stand alone we fall!


The Foureyed Poet.

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