His voice turns static.
A father's air.
Heads down with shame.
His biting eyes narrow.
A father's stare.
Heads down with shame.

So divine, I'll wear this guilt so divine.
The pain of his burden.
The deadweight of lifetimes.
He had his way.
His way with words.
A few choice words can ruin everything.

This family is sick.
This family is rotting.
This is where fathers shriek.
This is where mothers weep