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Every night it is the same, mum and dad play their game. Daddy shouts and mummy cries it is very frightening when daddy’s arms start to fly.
It no fun to hear things go bump and see mum fall after dad given her a clump. In the morning mum looks pale but she always smiles as the neighbours she hails.
I don’t like to see mum’s bruises or to hear the words that dad uses. I don’t want to go to school I want to stay with mum in case dad is cruel. He rings her in the day you see he and threatens her, I know I’ve heard yet they think that I don’t see.
Hiding underneath the bed clothes pretending it is not real they just keep on and on not caring how I feel. Mummy says I must stay quiet and keep out of his way.I am not allowed to talk of this at school or mention that my dad treats my mummy so cruel.
Domestic Violence hurts everyone
SSSH! what was that awful scream, I hate daddy he is so mean…. that was the font door ……….. it is quiet now there is no shouting any more. Mummy Mummy are you there , mummy mummy are you there ( creeping forward and then down the stair ) Mummy is laying on the floor her head at a funny angle to the door. Mummy , mummy answer please , mummy mummy please don’t tease. Mummy mummy daddy has gone away mummy mummy speak to me something say.
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Another poem to bring the effects of abuse on children who live in fear of violence, out into the open. When parents fight the whole family suffer. Children live in fear. This is not right.
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