Misbehaving

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.