27 Indulgence
The indulgence is sinful
The inequality
The favoritism
Turning a blind eye
To the utterly manipulative
Prattle her son spilled from
His evil mouth
Brought the devil into our house
With free reign to destroy us all
And when Papa woke from his
Work induced slumber?
Mama was long gone with her
Golden child towed along.
And we, left behind wondered
When the axe would fall
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