It is always a bad time to write these days

It is always a bad time to write these days.
There is always something else to do,
Work is forever pending
Some dripping tap needs mending
Ideas, as always, are far too few.

It is always a bad time to write these days.
I am never there when needed around,
Why didn't you call or ask me why I am upset?
It is really not that hard to get,
Endless, justifiable complaints abound.

It is always a bad time to write these days.
Suddenly giving advice has become harrowing
Tell me why I should not cheat if it pays?
I cannot come on time, no matter what one says!
Fitting-in is harder than ever, tolerances narrowing.

It is always a bad time to write these days.
Responsibility - the sound is enough to make me cringe
or sometimes love, or perhaps just a good romp in the bed,
will wear me down just enough that instead,
I'd rather go on a sleeping binge.

It is always a bad time to write these days.
Why don't you exercise? Go for a run at least.
Running one's mind does not burn fat,
Especially when done silently, without a chat,
From now on all Maggi eating will be policed!

It is always a bad time to write these days.
Time that is spent budgeting, making a miser miserable
Can we get a sofa? And a pet cat?
To fix the seepage on the roof, put on the engineer's hat
And then watch the latest reality circus on satellite or cable.

It is always a bad time to write these days.
To be a writer, just to rant and rave
Nobody reads, so why bother to put in the effort,
Of forming sense out of glee and hurt,
Unless it is words to adorn some blessed grave.

Otherwise,
It is always a bad time to write these days.