Ok. So… in writing the following poem, my fondness for black and white TV will make itself known. In particular today, my love for The Twilight Zone (The original, that is. Accept no substitutes! ๐Ÿ˜‰).

I wasn’t sure about sharing this, not knowing if any would get it, but I feel God giving me the old nudge. ๐Ÿ˜

First, though, to give you the (somewhat) shortened idea for my inspiration here:

“The Monsters Are Due on Maple Street” is an episode of the show that came at a time when the space race was king, the concept of alien invasions was a major part of comics and films, and the Cold War and its uncertainties loomed. No doubt Rod Serling utilized all these things to tell his tale of an average American street descending into chaos and turning on each other after some strange phenomena befalls their peaceful existence, manipulated by an unknown hand.

Now, Serling used science fiction, but, from that, he made the much more universal point of how easily we as humans fall into the blame game and destroy each other-and, thereby, ourselves, rarely recognizing the manipulation of satan we are allowing in.

Oh, friends, that episode is around sixty years old!๐Ÿ˜ณ

But there is still so much of the evil it presents I can see today in the state of our nation, our world, and, especially, our hearts!

In fact, if anything, it looks that much worse!

Yet, unlike the more cryptic ending so often found on my beloved show, including this episode, I find I must ever make the plea to reach for Christ and the hope He holds out to make beauty out of this present ugliness.

And, I am also hopeful that whether or not you have any knowledge of The Twilight Zone and its often chilling wisdom that you will understand and get something out of this ramble of mine. And, so, on with it…๐Ÿ™‚

The Monsters Are Still Due On Maple Street

Courtesy IMDB.

The scene first unfolds unremarkably.

Just a simple burg in simple times.

People about their business quietly,

Even pleasantly…

And then, comes the foreboding flash.

Uncertainty gives rise,

Through the peace cutting a

Considerable gash.

Questions beget questions,

Suspicions their suspicions.

Before the dust can settle down low,

Mistrust festers and grows,

Flows a curdling cry

To split the tranquil lie

With heightened panic,

And drive for answers edges into

A state of the manic.

Is friend really friend?

Or do they only pretend?

How to know what is truth really?

Is there any,

Or has all dissolved to mere

Conspiracy?

In gathering dark,

Frightened feet begin to race,

Seemingly without aim,

Yet tightened grips on stones

Speak more purposeful tones

As with angered heft they’re hurled,

Caring not anymore on who they heap

Blame,

As long as it isn’t they

That bear any accountability for this

Sin-soaked world…

Instead, looking wildly here and there

For the Monsters due on Maple Street,

Caught in the chaos

Of a fear-mongering heartbeat,

Never recognizing what has silently

Crept in

Is the hideous reflection of our own

Sin.

For we are the real monsters of Maple Street,

Destroying each other and all we

Could be…

No one else bears that responsibility

But we,

Though we cannot seem to see…

As the man in the book of James,

We’ve glanced in the glass

And remembrance of our desperate

Need

Has faded all too fast!

Oh, Lord, I look at our current

Landscape,

And pray from us this unsightly

Ugliness You will scrape.

Painful though the process is sure to

Be,

Train our eyes to recognize

Only You can take the monstrous

And make something of beauty…

Oh, may we leave behind the fear mongering! May we ever recognize the truth of our own corruption and our desperate need for Him! Blessings and prayers, dear friends! Thanks for reading! โค

If you find yourself interested, here is the full episode:

23 thoughts on “The Monsters Are Still Due on Maple Street

  1. Wow, Marisa. Awesome. I want to read this again tomorrow when I’m fresh. I’m a “Twilight Zone” fanatic. Have watched through the entire Blu Ray set several times. My top 3 episodes: 1. The After Hours. 2. The Midnight Sun. 3. The Silence. Will get back to you tomorrow.

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    1. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts here, Alan! You are another I suspected might be a fan! Yes, indeed, the lessons to be gleaned from the show are many! This is definitely a favorite episode of mine, too! Amen. We must tame that monster! Praise God He is there to help us! Yes, I can certainly imagine His grip! ๐Ÿ˜ In fact, I know it’s there!

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  2. Your poem really caught the mood of this classic TZ episode. Of course I love the Twilight Zone, but from a Christian perspective, I see one major flaw, and that was in Rod Serling’s positive, almost rosy, view of death as something peaceful and tranquil. Of course we know this is far, far from the truth for unbelievers. Otherwise, one of the great TV series of all-time!

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  3. This is a prolific truth that has power if we get away from the sitcom and look in the mirror of what you are pointing out. Before the monster shows up, we are attacking each other in the lie of survival that presents itself through fear. That is why, we brush over sin to discuss frivolous things that do not help the church examine the church, why being drag into the world, and operating as the world. Thank you for a poignant point that provides the solution.

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    1. Hello and thank you so much for your sharing your thoughts! I agree-what a terrible thing it is that we brush over sin instead of examining ourselves as we should! I pray hearts would turn to Him and be made right! Again, very much appreciate your thoughts! Blessings to you!

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