Lockdown prayers 2:
Lord, when I was a child the monsters came for me at night.
They hid under the bed or behind the wardrobe doors.
But now that I am older, there are days when it’s me
who hides under the bed or in the wardrobe.
The monsters are outside, roaming the halls,
they are in the chambers of power, the sacristy walls.
They wear expensive clothes and speak with clever words,
and all good children are scared to be seen.
I preferred the monsters of my childhood, Lord,
when a parent could chase them away with a light.