Twas the night before Christmas
When we children should dream
But all I can hear is Mummy’s loud scream
Daddy is hitting her again and again
This year I hope
That the blood does not stain
Not one of us kids
Dare make a sound
For fear that Daddy’s violence
Would double and rebound
We silently prayed
That mummy would be ok
And that somehow she would live
To see Christmas Day
So please Father Christmas
Tell me if you got my list?
I want Mummy to be safe
From Daddy’s big fist
Can you bring me enough hope?
So Mummy does not live in fear
Let this be the last violent New Year
For I don’t want to wake up
On a cold Christmas Day
To see Mummy in a coffin
Being taken away.
