MONSTER UNDER MY BED

The monster under my bed is not a scary one,

It plays with me and I intend no pun.

I know it can harm me but the world’s no less,

no less than a monster or rather a scary mess.

We live in an age of the invisible crime,

occurring at each and every clock’s chime.

Not that its invisible because we don’t see it,

just that we make no effort and blindly sit.

 monster-under-bed

The monster under my bed is not a scary one,

At least not scarier than those with a gun,

or a knife in hand, trying to mask their deed,

done while they were high on crack or weed !

The world that i speak of is a mere circus,

whose clowns are not funny and the stage bears a carcass,

of the humanity that once used to live, alive,

in the hearts of people, pure and naive .

This world whose end i can see so soon,

will shatter in pieces with the rise of the moon.

Even the monster under my bed would cry to survive,

as, to bring a change in this evil world, we strive !!

-ayvid

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