Monsters That Are We Poem by William King Jr.

In the dark we hear their name
Under the covers we hide our shame
Hide and seek is the game
To the monsters that we see

Imaginations run askew
Hiding until the morning dew
Waiting for the morn anew
Escaping the monsters and banshee

The shadow of night is where they lie
Our nightmares where they make us cry
Awaking after they've made us die
Are the monsters that haunt me

Fear of the Boogeyman
Or someone in an ice cream van
Always makes us prep and plan
For the monsters haunting thee

No thought given to the others
Who send away our sons and brothers
Haunting the dreams of our mothers
Are the true monsters we seek

War and crime go hand in hand
So we fight between the sand
Unwilling but big brother demands
Fighting the monsters make us free

Death and destruction everyday
Killing everything in our way
You will die or you will obey
Says the monsters that are we