The Real Boogie Man

When I was little,

I was afraid of ghosts and bears

and boogie men hiding under my bed.

When I got older

I was afraid of robbers, rapists

and murderers.

All of those have been replaced

by my terror of what Donald Trump

will do and say next.

The fear is real.

Who will knock my door down

and tear my kids away?

What nuclear devise will obliterate us all?

Lies.  Mockery. Treachery.

I’m scared.