What About the Kids
Mom, and Dad violently fight, through the night,
each sibling trying, to sleep, without saying a peep.
Can't help, as little children crying, and voluntarily trying,
to creep, within a conflict, for them, becomes deep.
Caught between, having to choose, a parent,
when not apparent, with whom, they want, to be.
Engrossed in the drama, is mama and papa,
whom are stubborn, to therefore see.
The exact measure, of the, constant pressure,
of their kids, suffering from, this tragedy.
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