Warning: Some may find this distressing.  I wrote this thinking of the tough times a friend had whilst growing up.  I spend much of my time with children and wrap them up in cotton wool (take good care of them).  Cannot understand why anyone could hurt a child.

The fork clatters on the floor;

footsteps coming through the door.

“Dropped again you foolish child!”

Clenched fist thumps right beside him.

Child freezes every limb.


Words tied up without release;

the waiting crowds’ smiles cease.

“Embarrassed me, silly fool!”

Hammer hand descents to cheek.

Brave face on, don’t be weak.


The bed sodden when he wakes.

Hairdryer on before he breaks.

“What the fuck, BABY boy?”

Shoved head first in yellow sheets.

Grabs her belt and then


In response to the daily prompt panicked.

14 thoughts on “PANIC

  1. Wow! This was hard hitting. The words jumped straight off the page into my heart. Children are so precious and it’s heartbreaking to know so many suffer at the hands of bullies and abusers. Thank you for getting the emotions across so eloquently.


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