Trouble and Strife

Thumping banging

Never ending clanging

Screaming swearing

It’s all very wearing

Always feeling ill at ease

Never to have a moments peace

Broken sleep

Exhaustion runs deep

Patience wearing

Them not caring

Barking dogs

Banging doors

Feet stamping on the floor

Mess being left lying

I’d tidy but there’s no point trying

People living half a life

All they know is trouble and strife

What a horrible existence

Yet it’s accepted without resistance

Children do not have a voice

This existence inflicted on them by force

They run the streets even at nightfall

Showing not a care at all

Such a worrying way of life

Surround by such troubles and strife.

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