Monsters
As children we are taught monsters aren't real
But if they don't exist explain the fear I feel
When I walk down the hallway or sit in the park
I'm not afriad of the monsters in the dark
I'm afraid of the mosters like you and me
The monsters that aren't as obvious to see
But they live deep down inside
It's easy for them to fool us and hide
But we see them everyday and everywhere
from bombs to rape to shaving ones hair
To injustice to those with different colored skin
If you look around you see a world of sin
At times it feels that our dreams are what's real
and reality is a nightmare from which we need to heal