Family Values Poem by I AM THAT MOUSE

left here with my own concern
i do not think i will ever learn

all i know is where to place my urn
right there, on your mantle

i see it now it's in my sight
and i see in it that the time is right

i wear sunglasses just in case i see light
but we all know i won't

go ahead and plead your cases
i can already see your pitiful faces

pretending that i held special places
in each of your hearts

well if you do then you'd better say
a little too late could be anyday

or maybe you'd prefer to do it that way
who knows i never knew you

i spent my life paying for his crimes
and he's the reason i write my rhymes

you've talked to me how many times
and yet sympathy you'll seek

i will leave you with this creed
YOU ARE ALL CONSUMED WITH GREED

here's my heart just watch it bleed
and pretend I never happened