The Lion Under My Bed
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When I was very little, a lion lived under my bed ...
It sounds cute and funny now, but then it was a
Very real thing, and that lion terrorized me. Where
Did that lion come from? It started before I turned
Two, and goes as far back in my memories as do my
Migraines - my very first remembrances. How can a
Soul that young - that chaste and unsullied - have
Created terror already, at such an innocent age? I
Hadn't seen any movies, (this was the late 50's), I
Hadn't read any books of horror or monsters with
My mom, as she would never have allowed any
Such materials into our home, I hadn't been teased
Or terrorized by my siblings, as they both took my
Protection seriously, (and we were not allowed to
Even argue), and yet I believed with every fiber of
My being, that if I put my feet down onto the floor
After the lights were out at night, a very real and
Animate lion would most certainly grab my legs and
Pull me under the bed, and there's nothing anyone
Could have said or done that would have made me
Believe otherwise! I HAD read a Little Golden Book
Called "The Tawny Scrawny Lion", but I LOVED that
Lion, and he didn't scare me a bit! So just where did
That fear come from? Are we BORN with a certain
Amount of innate terror in our souls? Are we given
Or "provided" with a part of our imagination that is
Contrary to the happy and sublime, in order that we
Have something to measure the good and positive
Against? It has become clear to me over the years,
(And some will disagree with this), that the negative
Is as important in our lives as is the positive - that
Tragedy, fear, anger, sadness, and even hatred, (to
A certain extent), are essential to our comings and
Goings, (in limited amounts, hopefully), for without
Them we have no appreciation of the positive. Life
On this planet would be complete apathy and pure
Carelessness without the negative as a litmus to
Measure the good against. This is a somewhat
Disturbing thought, to a certain degree, but without
Evil, there would be no good, without hate there
Would be no love, without the dark there would be
No light. Much as we would like to imagine a world
Without those negative emotions and energies, we
Would have no appreciation of anything good or
Positive without them! They are as essential as
Anything else, though I pray they come in limited
Amounts. I, myself, often speak of how wonderful
The world would be without hatred, but the very
Real, naked, sane truth, is that without hatred,
There would be no love, and no appreciation of the
Things love can do - the changes it can affect. Are
We provided from birth with an innate, soul-deep,
"Healthy" fear of the negative and dark? Is it somehow
Inherent to ALL creatures? Fear keeps all of us from
Hurting ourselves throughout life, but is there more
To it than just what we are taught? Is there a natural
Darkness to our beings that is as important as the
Rest, and the true source of our appreciation of
What's good, happy, loving, and joyful? Is it a genetic
Trait? Are we taught what is good and evil for the
Sake of hearkening the good? Left to our own devices
From birth, would we gravitate to the dark INSTEAD
Of the light? I don't believe so - I believe we are
Innately GOOD, but WHY?? What made us, as a
Race and a species, gravitate toward the appreciation
Of what we now consider "good"? Where did that
Change in energies and motivations come from?
That lion left the dark spaces under my bed many,
Many years ago, but I have replaced it with much
Deeper, darker horrors, born of dreams and books
And movies and depression, and the subconscious
Areas of my mind that I am helpless to control. I
Was very afraid of the dark then, too, but I have
Learned to embrace it as something very warm and
Comforting, primarily due to the fact that I suffer from
Migraines, and find my only refuge from pain in the
Darkness. But we all have lions under our beds in
Some respects, and I tend to believe that they are
As important as what keeps us safe from them,
Or gives us victory over them, and we learn over
Time to limit their intrusion into our lives ... hopefully.
There ARE, of course, some people who come to
Reverse the balance of good and evil, positive and
Negative, light and dark, and the result is frightening,
Consistently antisocial, and blatantly contrary to
Anything of benefit to the human condition. But,
Our understanding of it is crucial, and I think we
Miss that a lot, and even avoid it. Our fear should
Be focused on the things that can bring pain and
Destruction to our lives, not fear itself, for, as
Strange as it may seem, THAT is an essential
Element to our survival, productivity, growth ...
And HAPPINESS.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2017
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