Family Day.

A vase flies across the room and smashes on the wall.
A Trophy soars up and scratches the ceiling.

Words Fly,
Hands Poised.

"Give me your bank account numbers!"
"Don't touch me, you monster!"

In a corner,
in a room.

Sits two children.
Huddled together.

Tears are flowing down their cheeks.
They are hapless, terrified.

A knife goes up.
A bamboo pole is held.

The children stares in silent horror.
Blood splurts, a cry goes up.

The children cries out in silence.
Tears flow, huddling together.

A TV screen is cracked and broken.
A rice cooker goes out of the window.


On a table, sits a piece of homework.
On another, stands a pencil holder.

Both was crashed down in fury.

Fury and Hate rushes through the parent's mind.
Horror and Pain takes control of the children.

This is the meaning of a family.
This is but afterall, just a family activity.