Tuesday, 8 November 2016

They will not give you back

They will not give you back
though I have prayed to gods that I don't believe in
and screamed from the top of the highest hills.
Though I have sobbed until my pillow
is soaked with tears from rage-filled clouds.
No, they will not give you back.

They will not give you back
though I have tried my best to rewind time,
turning clocks back further,
just a little bit further still
as the nights draw in.
No, they will not give you back.

They will not give back to me
those days when love was an endless river
and time stretched long like summer shadows.
They will not give back your arms,
your eyes, your smile, your voice.
They say they have no choice.
They will not give you back.

Though my arguments are valid,
though it is clear and understood
that I do not want to live without you
and that if they could just please return you,
I will be very, very good,
there is no loophole,
the verdict is final.
They will not give you back.