The BogeymanA Poem by David Lewis PagetWhen
I was a child, the Bogeyman Lived
in our water tank, He’d
grumble and rumble and growl all night, I
had my sister to thank, She
told me about his giant claws And
the great big teeth he had, If
I couldn’t get to the foot of the stairs He’d
be hot on my heels - How sad! The
tank sat next to the toilet seat In
a cupboard, close to a hatch, It
used to spring open and freak me out, There
was something wrong with the catch, I’d
pull on the rusted, clanking chain And
head for the landing, stairs, If
the water had stopped, before I dropped The
Bogeyman would be there! He
was only a second behind me then, A
second of terrors and fears, The
monster that lived in my sister’s brain Has
followed me, all these years, I
never could tell my Mother, or Dad, They
never would understand, My sister said, in a voice of dread - ‘Only
kids know the Bogeyman!’ We
live in a world of monsters, who Are
waiting to gobble us up, They
follow behind, one second in time, That
second is all that we’ve got! They
pick off the stragglers, one by one, They
trip us and tear us apart, If
you’re old or lame, take your eye from the game, The
monsters will rip out your heart! So
when I heard the Horologists Were
planning to hold back time, I
knew that we were in trouble then: ‘Just
a second,’ they said, ‘It’s fine!’ ‘The
earth has wobbled and lost just one, It
takes just one to adjust…’ I
hid that night in the attic’s height At
the top of the stairs, and cursed! The
whole world wide has been thrust aside By
some atavistic past, Where
the monsters roam outside your home, And
the victims scream when attacked, I
sit and wait for the hand of fate To
rattle my own life’s plan, And
steady the gun, ahead of the run Down
the stairs, with the Bogeyman! David
Lewis Paget (Horologists
added one second to the last Minute,
at midnight, on 30 June 2012, to adjust Solar Time to Atomic Time). © 2012 David Lewis PagetFeatured Review
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