Fright

As a child I knew where monsters lived.

They were in the closet

Or under the bed.

But I also knew that I could be safe

If I pulled the covers up over my head.

 

As a teen I found monsters

Lurking the hallways

Attempting to bully and intimidate,

But I’m a quick study and

Learned early on

Not to give in to their brand of hate.

 

Some people enjoy a hard-fast fright nightmovie

With carnage and blood and ordeal.

But I sit at ease, just as calm as youplease

For I know in my mind

That the fright isn’t real.

 

So, let us consider, and let us be clear,

And let us not fear dark of night.

The angst and the dread

That lives in our head disappears

When we turn on the light.