Family v Family

Well you self pitying family of boo hoo merchants.  
What do you know..  
All these decades and you were barking up the wrong tree.  
All those decades you blubbered crocodile tears getting the public sympathy.  
Engorging your selves on self pity.  
   
All those decades you pursued me, wanting vengeance, wanting blood wanting justice..  
   
And all the time you were completely ignorant to the fact your own community destroyed your son.  
   
Dad and I had nothing to do with any accusation..  
That was your own community.  
Dad and I had nothing to do with the gossip.  
That was your own community.  
Dad and I had nothing to do with the bullying.  
That was your own community.  
Dad and I had nothing to do with the small town bile.  
That was your community.  
Dad and I had no interest in elbowing ourselves into the center of entertainment.  
That was your own community.  
Dad and I had nothing to do with your son.  
That was your own community.  
   
Dad and I had nothing to do with ANY of your community.  
Nothing to do with you.  
Dad and I were miles away..  
Sometimes thousands of miles from your community covens.  
   
Dad and I had no need, interest, time or want for your communities rivalries, bitching or allegations.    
   
Dad and I knew nothing about your twisted community.  
Dad and I did not care your communities existence.  
Nor being gossiped about by a bunch of small minded inter related gossips.  
   
Dad and I had our own lives.  
We did not need local gossip to fill our lives.  
We heard no gossip.    
We took part in no gossip.  
We certainly did not have time for it.  
 
It was not Dad and I who made the accusation.  
It was not Dad and I who spread it all about.  
It was not Dad and I who used it for our own personal need for attention seeking.  
Who used it for entertainment.  
Who stirred it all up.  
Who turned an entire community against one person.  
And then another.  
 
Dad and I had access to the world.  
Access to the international communities  
Access to international culture.  
Access to life.  
 
All your community had was access to fishwiveryville.  
   
Dad and I played no part.  
And I suggest you learn that.  
 
It was your own community.  
It was the people you grew up with.  
It was your own blood.  
 
And I have no interest in you
Your pity  
Your complete ignorance
 
I have had a life,
I have a life
And I intend to continue living my life.
 
I wash my hands of your small town gossip, your small town minds, I wash my hands of you, your attention seeking and  I wash my hands of your sickening, malignant, self pitying...