Policy Violation

I never wanted to be just like thee
Was being a parent way too hard?
You set us up to take the brunt
Three young kids with embittered scars

We were casualties because you carelessly
Had your selfish little flings
You were innocent? – Hell, that made no sense
We paid the tolls and my head still rings

A Rose by name still reeks the same
Blood does not make up a home
We escaped from thee - no pain you'll see
No more cuts, burns, nor broken bones

From sticks and stones to extension cords
You lied and said you cared
Your sickness did feed with every stricken beat
The home you made is now barren

Running from place to place in every state
Like vagabonds we did roam
I was making friends to say goodbye again
That continues as I write this poem

You stole from us our sense or trust
Replaced by fear and doubt
Now I'm a dad and now you’re banned
I was right to kick you out

You dare to think your new title brings
A new round of victims for you to harm
Ten years have passed so kiss my ass
The cycle ended when they were born

Your hot solitude should be good for you
Us, three, will never bow
And as I said on your deathbed
The world is safer now!