Please

The arguments have ceased.
He has gone.
Eerie calm descends.
Eye of the storm.
More to come.

Mummy can't cope. Poor crippled thing.
Useless legs, confined to a chair.
Poor children need a stable home.
Daddy has money, job, big house.
Family ideal.
Case closed.

Rabbit in the headlights.
No where to run.
Brave soldier with sword raised
hide behind me and I will defend you sister.
Fear not mummy, they shall not snatch us.

I must stay strong.
They must not send me to the lions den.
His silver cannot buy my loyalty.
I will show them his true nature Fiendish wolf in sheep's clothes.

I am big. I am nine.
I will defy them to tear me from my mother's breast.
Will never dwell in the lions den.
A meaningless trophy of a bitter victory.

Let it be over.
Remove me from the microscope
and let me live in peace.
Leave me with mummy.
Please.