The man in white said there was nothing more to be done,
She had passed away,
Am sorry you couldn’t catch her before she escaped through the roof.
Like most people, he needed proof
So he walked in to see love laying breathless, covered in clothe
He held her hand hoping she would squeeze
He kissed her head hoping she would blink
But this wasn’t the movies,
and love isn’t that magical light that refills empty souls
He could not love her back to life.
He had to try
He had to do something so he started to cry
He prayed a prayer that even I couldn’t hear,
Two hours later she laid lifeless
Murmuring to a God that obviously couldn’t
hear him or wasn’t interested when he said save her and take me instead.
Should I have said it would be alright?
Cos I just stood there watching,
After he was satisfied with proof that tears could not heal he walked right through me
into the loneliness of his mental illness
Maybe there was something I could do
But angels don’t save people in distress
We just watch as souls are stolen from
Happy homes without defenses
God isn’t up there looking out for every
single one of us
Some say he’s up there playing chess
with lucifer but I feel he’s tired of us all,
of churches, synagogues and mosques
He’s up there, busy not caring anymore
Just like my daddy the day he walked right