Property

You made the doing of it your right.
To raise your children as if property.
With a teaching of your lies.
And alibis to create.

You taught them to incite and ignite,
A doing of their ignorance to fight.
What they too kept to believe,
Your way of life had been achieved.

And now you come front and center.
To pretend your children,
Are victims of innocence.
And...
This they are.
Innocent to have their minds,
Destroyed by your lack...
Of having common sense.
In that head of yours.
Vacant of any intelligence to use.

And today that price to pay is by others,
Picked to abuse by your stupidity.
To then accuse and blame your nonsense,
On the very ones who told you repeatedly...
What you choose to allow,
Your children to grow up and follow...
Will eventually come back.
With a dumping their B.S.,
In your own backyard.
Smelling up the entire neighborhood.
And not stop there to go beyond.

Your children you regard,
As your private property.
Has been the cause and the reason,
Their mentalities,
Have been caught trespassing...
Where their ignorance shown,
Is what you deny is not yours...
To identify,
As a doing of yours unknown to have owned!