The Sins Of The Father

No escape 
Even if I change the name
Even if I move away
No altering from where I came .

No hiding the disgust and shame
His role in bygone days
And in my childhood he was just dad
I only learnt otherwise

When he was hung at the gallows .

A quick poem on an idea I have had in my head for a while and a scenario I have tried to imagine , I hope any who read find interesting and all enjoy a happy Sunday , Chris :)