Wednesday, 4 May 2011

The Girl Who Wanted To Be God


She watched from the window as the flames from the mountain came closer.  The crops were smouldering now, ash falling on the ramshackle roof and sparking like fireworks.

The children were screaming, lungs already congealing from the smoke.  There was still no sign of the air rescue: the radio dead now for more than half an hour, the last dying echo of a voice swallowed by the static of the erruption.

She turned towards the mountain.  How many times had she climbed its surface, feeling the rock beneath her skin?  Everyone had been so certain that it was dead: that it would never erupt again.  They had been wrong: so, so wrong: and now they would have to pay for that mistake.

She closed her eyes, holding her hand out: wishing that she had the power to stop the oncoming storm.  And in that second, had the Devil appeared unto her, she would have happily sold her soul: just to save one child

Just one...


Lyrics by Bradfield/Wire/Edwards/Moore

There are no sunsets just silence
You could see that she was true and faithless
But see through the future and forget all the lies
Black out the words for the blind have eyes

I am the girl who wanted to be God
I am the girl who wanted to be God

There are times when you feel hopeless
Just for once for no-one else we are blameless
The dawn is still breaking its heaven is so high
She told the truth, told the truth and then she lied

I am the girl who wanted to be God
I am the girl who wanted to be God

Hold me she said love me to death

I am the girl who wanted to be God
I am the girl who wanted to be God
I am the girl who wanted to be God
I am the girl who wanted to be God

10 comments:

The Bug said...

Wow - you transported me right to that moment of desperation - good job!

Isabel Doyle said...

compelling and dramatic and aching

Tess Kincaid said...

The love of a mother is so very powerful.

Steve Isaak said...

Superb storytelling.

Lena said...

It's a nice touch to incorporate some music in your blog - especially when you add the lyrics, too. I hadn't heard the song in years. Miss the Manics, I do.

Don't Feed The Pixies said...

Thanks all

~Lena - they had an album out not that long ago, but i cant comment on it as i haven't bought it yet

Lydia said...

Yes, you transported me too and I was so excited to hear the song, knowing fully well you would select something perfectly esoteric but fitting. Turns out it is one of those videos not available in "my country."

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

love it,

fun flow.

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

Glad to discover your poetry talent,
Impressed,
Share a free verse with us today, bless you.
Keep up the excellence.
xxx

the watercats said...

fantastic bit of writing there pixie! (shame you ruined it by putting the manics on there), lol.. *don't hit me :-D