Monsters behind doors offices and board rooms running well executives and presidents they will not tell no one knows until the media swells with the news of secret hells
Monsters behind doors houses built and wealth displayed but the heart of it is completely dismayed a house a home does not make it’s what you bring to it not what you take the families inside are absolutely ignored their lives are unfulfilled and bored they should have been fully explored
Monsters behind doors schools guiding and teaching all day long but the children inside don’t feel strong and they don’t feel they belong instead of seeing and hearing their immediate needs like filling their hunger bellies so that they can think to succeed so learning won’t be ignored so learning can be explored
Monsters behind doors hospitals treat and heal from babies to the old but run out of medical insurance you’ll soon be told this is not a charity so go on your way wait in a line somewhere you don’t have to pay the poor they can’t afford so they get blasted and silently ignored
Monsters behind doors churches have spokesman that preach and teach the word some keep hurting children while still claiming they love the Lord they keep fighting among each other hiding behind the mighty sword there is no justice here and none should be poured
Monsters behind doors someone ought to take a look it’s just not found in a story or in a Stephen King’s book darkness magnifies in places that are often so near and so dear all we have to do is take our blinders off and see what truly appears
Monsters are everywhere behind our own doors faces staring back up at us from the mirrors in our own cracked floors Monsters behind doors
copyright June 2004
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Reviews of "Until It's Too Late: Monsters Behind Doors"
It is a sad day when we find it necessary to trust the monster of media to point out another monster... This is great!
Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on June 15, 2004
Very thought-provoking, Marion. I agree that the monsters are sometimes where we least expect them, I think the balance is to appreciate the good, but be aware that the monsters exist. Thanks for this great poem.
The repetition of "monsters behind doors" is
just one of the brilliant touches in this
chilling and all-too-true comment on our society.
History shows evil has always lurked behind doors,
but there are more and more of us. The miracle is
that good still exists. >Thank you, < Marion, for
making us want to be part of the miracle. Here's to
opening the right doors!! Sis'ah Fiss
monsters everywhere you look--and it's only getting worse
a monster stole a ball from a little boy at the ballpark in arlington (TX) the other day...just snatched it from him. big ole jerk just thought he was something--the whole crowd got into it, "give it back, give it back..." well, one of the st. louis cardinal ballplayers (reggie sanders, i think) gave the boy a ball AND a bat...there are angels in uniform, he's one of them
powerful, heartshattering poem--well done, i'm saving this one
We all need to take off the blinders. Far too many human monsters without hearts and souls running rampant in the world today, and they are far more frightening than any child's nightmare monster.
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on June 15, 2004
Expose these monsters Marion! They are everywhere that money is! They live and breathe and do good for money. Without money, you are exploited and hurt by their crass greed. Hate these monsters Marion
for they are our enemies. Keep pure in heart as you are and they
won't eat you. Carry the cross of Jesus each day and this will scare them all away. God bless you for this poem! Hugs Bill
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on June 15, 2004
BRILLIANT poem...I like the perspective and motif...I love the POWER flexed in this poem...If you like, I am interested to put this in Mystic reading room...
exceptional poem ...
just one of the brilliant touches in this
chilling and all-too-true comment on our society.
History shows evil has always lurked behind doors,
but there are more and more of us. The miracle is
that good still exists. >Thank you, < Marion, for
making us want to be part of the miracle. Here's to
opening the right doors!! Sis'ah Fiss
monsters everywhere you look--and it's only getting worse
a monster stole a ball from a little boy at the ballpark in arlington (TX) the other day...just snatched it from him. big ole jerk just thought he was something--the whole crowd got into it, "give it back, give it back..." well, one of the st. louis cardinal ballplayers (reggie sanders, i think) gave the boy a ball AND a bat...there are angels in uniform, he's one of them
powerful, heartshattering poem--well done, i'm saving this one
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(
Reindeer
We all need to take off the blinders. Far too many human monsters without hearts and souls running rampant in the world today, and they are far more frightening than any child's nightmare monster.
for they are our enemies. Keep pure in heart as you are and they
won't eat you. Carry the cross of Jesus each day and this will scare them all away. God bless you for this poem! Hugs Bill
Debs