A Child Who Knows

What is that? The child asked, pointing at the man.
His mother was horrified, trying to get him to stop.
Child could see what mom could not – a monster man.
With claws and teeth and extra heads to grin and bop.

I am sorry, the mother apologized to the monster man.
Who nodded his head, acting like he was being kind.
In truth, he knew the child was seeing his real self.
A child who knows. What a specimen! A great earthly find!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Fowler Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 6:19 AM
Ah, I was that child Caren. I was always capable of "reading" people. It is much easier for young children. Mother always said to listen to my inner self. Love the write! :)
Krutsinger Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 5:11 PM
Children know - they ALWAYS know
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