There's a very special place in hell
For those who have children only
Because it briefly felt good
That they could accuse them
Of pilfering their selfish joy
Or reject them because of obligation
Searing words and foul deeds come
There's a very special place in hell
For those who would project
All of their fears and inadequacies
Upon the innocents begotten
The innocent deemed guilty at birth
Condemned to pay for their sins
As though they were their very own
There's a very special place in hell
That they would suffer so
Longer than the most heinous of offenders
Made to feel shamed in every breath
Until their protracted death
No justice to be found
No advocate on their behalf
There's a very special place in hell
For them sentenced to hell on earth
In its daily grinding turmoil
Woe to those who cry mediocrity
A challenge to impose upon youth
In an assembly of lives
Arrayed in the vestiges of virtue
There's a very special place in hell
For those who bore the burden
Whose spirits tainted impure
Must forever haunt the corridors
Of unfortunate sorrows endure
And prays that might be said sad
Be answered promptly and secure