The neighbours children
are misbehaving once again
despite all the warnings
their parents have given.
Sitting here in my garden
hoping to enjoy the silence
only to have it ruined
by feelings of annoyance.
At times like this I wish
I lived in a remote location
where I could contemplate in peace
the sorry state of the nation
then gather my thoughts
on what I wish to write
and not be interrupted
every time they have a fight.
The birds singing in the trees
offer a welcome distraction
but it does not take long before
their screaming ruins that satisfaction.
I know they are only children
but it has to be said
this constant noise
is beginning to affect my head.
I think I may get in my car
and drive to the nearest mountain top
so I can empty my lungs
shouting for them to stop.
