Parched Love

The babies are having fits The dogs are going nuts Where can I run? How do I hide? Never a quiet moment With no end in sight, I cry out for mercy, Desperate for a break. Raising kids all by myself As mother, cook, and maid, Hiding is no option For now I must stay. A husband with no help, And nothing nice to give, Avoidance is his key To keeping his time HIS. All alone on my last nerves And no shoulder of help I sink to the ground And pray for God’s grace. The babies are now asleep But what can I do, I’m alone in this house Because he’s “too busy for you”. Emotions are running high But he’s no where to be found Because my love wasn’t strong enough For him to leave it all behind.