Ain’t (revised 2)
Hell no sunshine when she’s left away signs
sorrow’s moody glow and bad omen ways
Hell no hunshine when she’s left
know no be when I am cold
I am gone and dark
no way happy lark, and
her feather has flown bereft.
Should I not be dark in sorrow’s moody glow
if she’s gone away in stolen nights too
taken sunshine days away in cloudy haze
and in maze of labyrinthine pain.
Say I know no honeshine when she’s away
left me streetlight shadows of sharp dismay
Hell no honeyshine
if she’s away parading,
know no be when I am not.
If there’d be no strutting sunshine
am I not so moody cool in shadow’s way.
Hell a darkshine when she remains away
sorrow’s mood illuminates the way, and
if she’s taken fools and done me old,
hell no sunshine ’cause she’s cold.
Have no happyshine from my youth
she is young and so aloof.
If my wisdom leaves her cold
she is young and oh so bold,
hell no sunshine when I’m alone.
I know she knows she is
young and free
Wish her well and then I’ll see
oh child you will be
so happy without me
hell no sunshine
when she remains away
Doesn’t want to see me dead
would want to gallivant instead
Hell no sunshine when she’s left
know no be when I am cold, oh
Yes I know, and knowing’s divine
but I miss her every day
don’t want her distant zones, ’cause
hell no sunshine when I’m alone
and though I’m bold, I am
sending young things away
’cause I know she wants to play.
Oh kiss me and do stay
’cause sunshine’s my elixir
and you such my trickster, but
haven’t you ever liked
my clever summer banter
when on tiptoes, a sun arose ?
I know, I know no:
no sunshine in setting sun
but I’ll give you
a red rose to stay, because
I could be a final day, and
you could sit with me a time
for Heaven’s honey sunshine yes
Come be with me
and make me young
I have a gentle hand
and you a gentle soul.
— Douglas Gilbert