You left without any closure
So the wound stood open
Festering in it’s own filth

The pain severed the synapse
The rot ransack the body
And the trauma snapped the Stem

Fortunately, it won’t affect you
Just me, and everyone like me
For those whose hearts are too big

Well I say, we were ready to fly anyways
Ready to leave the nest
But not ready for the suffering you spread

No, you left us for dead
Like the rest,
Living waste

We kept away from the swig
Learned from what we could see
It’s Us you never knew

You’re just a flightless hen,
Truly a nobody,
And we’ll enjoy watching the collapse

We grew our own tilth
With our own Son
I just hate having to call you father