The monsters

My ten year old sister
was afraid of a monster
living in her closet
There is no such thing,
i lied
and kissed her good night.

The monsters don't live in closets,
No more.
(
We who live in air conditioned rooms
cabinets full of costumes and perfumes
just living the dream
while the bombs keep falling
somewhere
a mother weeps and children scream
families fleeing from their homes
with no where to sleep.

We who are full of self obsession
hynotised to our phones and television
millions in currency stored
while poverty keeps killing
millions
people begging to the lord
killing each other
for a one time meal.

We who don't care about the planet
the only home we have
We who put our faith first
when we all are humans
)
We are the monsters.