Children often fear when the light goes,
When dark and its prisoners run free.
For those seeking to calm the innocent souls,
The methods number but three.

The first is to give them a light,
This path is one that is sure.
Unless the fuel source runs dry,
When a hell comes no one can endure.

The second is to let them know,
No monsters lie outside of their heads.
A pure yet insanely evil lie,
When the demons emerge from under their beds.

The third may seem evil at first,
But truth can never be wrong.
The monsters are there, you are not safe,
They will torture you all night long.