In the Loving, Caring, Smiling Faces
In the loving, caring, smiling faces
Of your sisters, brothers, nieces, nephews
So intent on me, I see no traces
Of awareness of your Sin, now my Muse
Who could expect me to go amongst them
Voices vibrating with your ridicule
But their scope cannot behold your system
You caused the misery to use as tool
You would make of us, your first-born children
Waifish outcasts, of your support bereft
Who measly attend as dirty cousins
Their weddings, while you trip gay on hooves cleft
    We're to appear at these nuptial dances
    Their not knowing you destroyed our chances?
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