Father's Day Out

Wife's gone out with friends

I'm home with our sons

My turn to babysit

While she has all the funs

It's days like these I feel

I should have been alone

Never should have married

Or kids should all be grown

One of them is hungry

The other's crying loud

It's like I'm locked inside

A room full of angry crowd

I am feeling desperate

There's nothing I can do

This is mental torture

I want to cry out too

I give them games to play

Chocolate, chips and food

It always works with her

With me it's never good

The cries keep getting louder

Hunger takes its toll

I'm trying to run a house

Where I have no control

My wife just texted me ---

'How the angels are?'

Should I text back the truth

About my brand new scar?

She texts me back again

Stamps and seals my fate

'Hey, my battery's low now

I may come home late'