Monsters

When you’re young, monsters are everywhere,
Outside, under the bed, in your home.
Scary, violent, hurtful, unrelenting,
Too real, some of them.
Monsters can haunt you ceaselessly,
Day or night.

There are few safe places
In this world that worships monsters,
Their seeming power, invulnerability,
Disguised by charm, quick wits, accomplishments
That are deemed worthy by
A strangled society.

Society is becoming a monster,
Pulling at us to do it’s bidding,
Whether for good or evil,
We are expected to be puppets,
Sheep, no right to criticize or question,
Just follow along.

Some do speak their truth,
Against the monsters, and die for it.
They are courageous and offer hope.
Perhaps we can exorcise our monsters,
Personal and societal,
By listening, observing life around us, educating ourselves, standing up.

Saying our truths, and listening to other truths,
Having a discussion involving our minds and hearts,
Using critical thinking, learning from life experience,
Citing facts, which are hard to come by these days.
Opinions are interesting, but not valid reasons for
Violence, poverty, poor schools, pollution, hating cultural difference.

At the base of every monster is fear.
Today fear is loud and clamoring for attention.
We all could use some faith,
Not necessarily Christian in nature.
Betrayals happen every day,
And leave bodies and souls in their path.