The son runs away - but years later, he wonders if he could make things right.
He returns - and the father takes his chance to add yet more abuse.
You're no son, you're no son of mine
but where should I go,
and what should I do
you're no son, you're no son of mine
but I came here for help, oh I came here for you.
I'm not the one to judge. I don't understand. It's not as easy as I think.
But - if you suspect child abuse, your job is to report it.