Democracy

I hear him breaking in

Carelessly

Dismantling the window frame

Fearlessly

Knowing I am aware of his presence

Content with my terror

I saw him, before

Watching

Gathering his resolution

Assured of my defencelessness

And the precariousness of my every

Waking moment

Inside the gaol of my own domesticity

Confident in my inability to

Persuade those who should protect me

The force of their indifference equalled only

To the promise of his malevolence

A reimagined horror

75 year ancient

In those innocent days

I knew who the enemy was

But I triumphed over that foe

Despite my youthful fears

For I was young and strong, now

I am only old and frail.

“I fought a war for you” I cry

As his fist crushes my cheekbone

“Did you?” he mocks