Do you remember?
When we were kids,
We had such ideas in our head,
That in the night there used to be,
Monsters in our closet,
While evil lurked under our bed.
And we would cry,
Scared half to death,
Till our parents ran in,
To switch on the lights,
And lo, there was nothing there.
For even as kids, we could see,
That there are no monsters in the light.
But we grew up,
And had to keep up,
A myriad appearances.
Our fears became a thing of the past,
As we got caught up in pretences.
We learnt to shove aside all doubt,
And let no one see past out cover.
No matter how afraid we were,
We’d never indulge in a cower.
But I say,
Fear, my dear,
And be afraid.
Remind yourself of what it was like,
To feel a child-like fear,
And when you feel the time is ripe,
Do not hesitate,
To switch on the light,
And in the brightness that ensues,
Take a breath with your head held high,
And ready yourself for every fight,
‘Cause even children know, my dear,
There are no monsters in the light.
Happiness can be found, in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light. – Albus Dumbledore