The moment the doorbell rings, one can hear the snap and a retort
One barging inside in a bad mood and the other giving a logic so crude
Farewell my peace of mind and tranquillity
I had rejoiced and wallowed in to eternity
Now comes the turn to metamorphose into a referee and a coach
And to resolve the issues so trivial but full of reproach
As to them it’s the matter that upholds their self respect and esteem
So I dare not try to shove off the matter how small it may seem
I try not to tense up and calm down the situation
And strike a pleasant yet a distracting conversation
But alas! So quickly all my efforts go in vain
As here comes the another episode of the blame game
But considering myself to be a parent so responsible
I calm my nerves and make myself sternly audible
And try to get them off the gadgets, a task impossible
That I just want to escape from this situation so unenviable
Now comes the time to make them read and learn
And starts the series of excuses to get away without concern
Finally, we make progress in doing some addition and multiplication
There comes dad and again goes all the focus and concentration
I too by now give up and long for quiet moments under the bright sun
Where its only me, gentle breeze, soothing music and my run
I try to relax, chat, laugh and have some fun
Till the time I regain all my soundness and strength by tons
As I am all charged up to go back to my loved ones
I wish they too could breathe new life into their monotonous affair
So that we all can live as a perfect family without any despair
And start another day with all hope and love that we inevitably share