Yay. Time for the family camping trip 
  
In rear view mirror-SHE can't see 
ME looking at HER -HIM looking at ME. 
HER eyes keep fixed on roads ahead- I fornicating in HER stead 
  
MY eyes did beg and plead in mirror 
MY stomach sick on bottled fear 
I see HER glance-and with it find 
MY MOTHERS eyes on ME are blind. 
  
In this way OUR family trips were spent 
HER silent eyes adrift 
on forests, desert skies, blue seas 
On every scenery but ME 
  
HER selective blindness does not come free 
And for it I pay heavily 
MY loss of innocence and dignity 
Purchase for HER  this knack    this ability 
  
AND FOR WHAT? 
SO SHE CAN'T SEE? 
  
IN REAR VIEW MIRROR           HIM LOOKING AT ME