Conference

Pulled into conference with these

Poor, twill chairs, with these

Poor, thin hairs

I never thought He could even age.

Sat with my pad and my

Pencil at the ready, he was

Shaking and unsteady

He said he wished He had never been.

He said ‘My darling, miracles don’t exist.

‘We never alter what is happening mid-moment

‘There’s no point – if we want to change what is or isn’t

‘We just arrange it from the very start.’

So, we never know what He’s had His hand in.

My life is just things that never happened to begin with.

I’ve never protested, never

Balked at the reason

At the betraying treason

When it comes, I’ve been good as gold.

But I rather feel like the

Fellows need revealing

If it’s us that they’re stealing

Someone ought to let everyone know.

He said, ‘Go and tell her I never took the wheel

‘If divinity had issued that she be spared

‘There would’ve been no ice on the road to start

Why can’t people change for their own sake?’

I’ve got no answer, baby.

I’m Fate’s girl, not Yours.