When I was little
I heard someone say,
"Come here and watch this trailer!"
"It's about monsters!"
And I began thinking,
What defines a monster?
Is it something that drinks blood?
Or eats hearts?
Or is it being so ugly
That we are afraid of it?
Well I think the real monsters
Are the ones that kidnap children
The ones that rape, murder, and abuse.
You see society teaches us to think
That all monsters
Are imaginary creatures
So that we never realize
That the true monsters
Are the ones inside of us.
They wear our faces
And use our speech
The true monsters
You never see coming
Because we don't think
They are monsters
YOU ARE READING
Poems of the truth
PoetryThese are just some poems I wrote that will most likely either make you sad or open your eyes to our world. PG13
