It is a small world after all.
No matter how happy it is, there are monsters.
And they will catch you.
And they will eat you.

Sometimes monsters are scaly things, cold of blood,
of teeth and claws,
and unblinking eyes.
Here there be monsters.
And they will catch you.
And they will eat you.

Monsters often walk on two legs,
possessed of killing machines
and tools for rending.
They find places of learning, or dancing,
and just walk in.
Here there be monsters.
And they will catch you.
And they will eat you.

Obsession can be a monster.
As can compulsion.
Envy can be.
Pride, too.
Here there be monsters.
And they will catch you.
And they will eat you.

Monsters are everywhere.
But so are love, kindness, and compassion.