The monsters that hide in your closets
or lurk underneath of your beds,
or behind the wooden cellar doors,
or inside your manic head—
Are crawling into daylight,
and shifting into form.
They look just like the ones we love,
but from the darkness, they were borne–
These monsters know no boundaries,
they seek to steal our hope–our faith.
They could be anyone you know–
They could be the president of the United States.
So, keep a watchful eye out, keep your
loved ones close at hand.
Because the monsters are out of hiding now.
And who knows where next they’ll land.