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by Shamil Usrah
Hello everyone.
My name is Salihin, and Salihin is my name.
My name is Airil, and Airil is my name.
Today we are going to recite a poem entitled “Monsters Under
My Bed”
Written by: Mr. Shamil Usrah. Please enjoy.
The sky is dark, and the ground is white To look under my bed, I summoned all my courage,
The world is peaceful in this wintry night, To my surprise, my fear was just a pile of garbage,
No one around, not a sound to be heard, For a moment, it was just the snowflakes and me,
Not a laugh, not a car, not even a chirping bird. There was nothing, I smiled, and I felt so free.
Suddenly, I heard a strange sound, The monsters were never under my bed
“Maybe from the kitchen?”, so I went down Because the monsters were inside my head
The sound moved towards my dumpster, I fear no monsters, there’s nothing I could see
And I thought “It must be a monster!” Because all this time, the monster has been me.