I am God here;
I pick and choose
who lives, who dies,
who’ll win or lose.
All is mine down to
the sea and its ships,
the Kings and their Queens,
the words on their lips.
I control what they say,
I control what they do,
I can pull on their strings
and they act on my cue.
But then my plans go awry,
and they escape far from me,
make choices that are not mine,
do things I could not foresee.
I call out, beg them to return,
they shout back words I do not know.
This is my game, they my players,
so how can they defy me so?
My star-crossed lovers have disappeared.
I search cloudy skies to grassy floor,
lift mountains, sack cities, empty seas.
Lost now, their story is mine no more.
I was wrong; I can’t control what they say,
I try, but I can’t control what they do,
I can’t weigh in to pick and choose their fate.
They have more spirit than I ever knew.
I find them at last, at the edge of my world,
They shrink back in fear from the God they defied.
I move slow, wanting them back inside my head,
They part to flee from me, and I must decide.
I must choose only one for I cannot chase both.
I choose the girl, as she is easier to track,
with her now in my grasp, he will have to return.
I sat there and waited, but he never came back.