This was the very first poem I ever wrote back in 1969. It put me on the platform to bring out my creativity and to continue to write poems today.

I go to sleep and I dream of

Scary monsters,

Oh what a nightmare.

I’m glad when I awaken

To find out that

There was nothing there.

Scary monsters –

Devils too,

Full moon shining

Its monster stew.

Scary monsters

Revengeful hour

Blood uncurling

Monster power.

And in my dreams

The monsters ride,

A human child

With frightful fear.

And takes them to scary monster den,

And I wonder

Will we ever see them alive again?

Ride on, break out

From this monster land,

Come on everybody

Hand in hand.

Fight back the monsters

With your human power

Hoorah!

We’ve won

In this dark hour.

As I awake and find out it is morning.

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