P.H.Rose

Three women, one bathroom ....

Three women, one bathroom...

 

An early morning alarm clock rise,
Not from bell but argument surprise.
The air was blue, the bathroom empty,
This sea of souls in discussions aplenty.
Usage of time was paramount to the altercation,
Nothing to be solved in this no chance creation.
Trio of voice intercede each other,
No quarter given, could go on until forever.
Oh my ears will not survive this ensemble of noise,
To quick to leave my bed, a fall without any poise.
When a word is used I know this time is bad,
Just a simple word they all shout, DAD !!!
No Churchill,no Lincoln, no ghandi peacemaker me,
So jacket in hand and to my car and work I flee.
My arm gets stuck inside the lining sleeve,
Thrown to the rear seat, just one purpose, leave !!
Absolutely no way I\'m getting involved,
To work for peace and quiet, my troubles solved...