Interference

Interference

Nan’s telling mum how to raise the baby

Neighbour tells the social there’s abuse, maybe

Dad tells them all not to interfere

This is my business

He makes it clear

Nan tells mum, you’ve got to leave

But a fantasy life in her head she will weave

Where the big strong man is protecting her

Stop interfering, she tells her mother

And the baby cries

Dad deals with the interference with lies

And the neighbour looks away and sighs

But once again the tv picture goes

And daddy thumps it hard with his fist

Now he’s really pissed

Fucking interference

The atmosphere is tense

There will be so much fear

Until the picture is clear

And people see

The reality