If Only Pigs Fly Poem by Obiaeli Ifediirichukwu Victor

Hopefully you clench unto deception
Such as come from your cloned mind
Taking me not less than mere filth
The filth of your incorrigible actions
You fond with me
And throw me as a toy when will
But now, you suddenly cleave to be with me
Engaging me in endless futile discussions
Just to funnel my attention to yourself
Just to toss me back to you
Back to your boring company
Tied to your lonely deceitful heart
You call to calls sounding my name
Only to ensure I change my mind same
But like the rainbow
I will disappear from before your very eyes
Wearing off your hold like a washing mural
You get that feeling that I will come back to you
You get it from the rushing waters of Knowhere
But from the cooled sun you will receive
Receive my last words
You will be surprised at them
But booooom, my lips will I widen in a smile amidst the morning rain
Sending the frozen damn chill down your broken spine
Only when the pigs fly
Only then,
Will I come back to you