Condamnation
Des heures et des jours, des semaines et des mois
Se sont écoulés sous le pénible poids
De ton absence.
Le squelette exposé
Comme le colibri déplumé
Aux rayons denses
D’un soleil infernal.
Cela me fait grand mal
De ne pas pouvoir te voir,
Durant cette éternité dans l’entonnoir.
Je suis cloué dans mon émoi,
Face aux canons intoxiqués.
Triste et résigné,
Je suis bien disposé à porter
La plus lourde croix,
Laquelle est de t’avoir aimée.
C’est la grande offense, le péché
Qui m’enverra désillusionner
Au fond des bois.
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Michael Jackson, the Thriller, Died
Michael Jackson, the Thriller, Died
Life is unfair
To those who dare
Life is cruel
To those who sit idle.
Black people die
White people die
Multiracial people die
Rich people die
Poor people die
Children cry
Adults sigh
With remorse
In front of the corpse.
The dancer, the mega-star can no longer fly,
The floor can no longer remain dry.
The mournful river has inundated the stage;
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Now, We Have Our President
The man inside the beast
Is our beloved President.
Yes, it is our President,
He is a man of Peace,
Decency, competence,
Courage and sheer intelligence.
Now, it is going to be easier
To digest the nocturnal events:
The news, the commentaries and the comics.
Not all of us are criminals and lunatics.
We have somebody with bright ideas
Who’s making smart decisions for our country.
Now, we have our President,
The mental humiliation, the constant
Discrimination should diminish.
The big fish
Who’s accustomed to rant
And roamed the streets will have to pay rent.
Now, it is going to be easier
To digest the nocturnal events,
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Protect Our Children
We want Peace
For our children in the Middle East
From Israel to Lebanon
From Congo to Gabon
From the West to the East
We want Peace
Not stupid wars
Not obnoxious outlaws
Big guns can only kill
Big tanks can only distill
Pain, misery and death
We want Peace on Earth
We want Peace everywhere
We abhor injustice and terror
We want Peace in the North
We want Peace in the South
Our innocent children are being killed
Our fellow human beings are being killed
It is a big deal, it a sick and sad thing
We don’t want to hear bang, bang
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Un Triste Et Heureux Après-midi
Un Triste et Heureux Après-midi
Mignonne, après un très long et fatiguant voyage,
Mes yeux étaient venus te voir à l'hôpital,
Pour caresser encore ton doux visage.
La secrétaire, sans me demander aucun détail,
Me fit savoir: « La dame, elle vient d'expirer;
Le prêtre vint et administra l'extrême onction ».
Je me sentais paralysé et noyé de fortes émotions.
Sans poser de questions, je m'assis sur le canapé.
Après avoir prié et repris mon bon sens,
Je retournai chez moi, baigné de larmes de sang
Aux yeux. Oh! Seigneur, mon coeur noyait
Dans un inexplicable enfer et mon corps troué de plaies
Douloureuses! J'étais battu, pétrifié et immolé,
Par cette triste nouvelle de la mort de ma bien aimée.
J'ai lu quelques parts, dans les journaux, que demain
Est la veillée funèbre. Arrivé au vestibule,
Je n'ai reconnu personne. Un vieil homme m'a serré les mains.
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Our Soul Train Brother Don Is Gone
It is utterly sad and deeply painful for this brother
To pull down the final curtain in that fashion.
Brother Don was indeed an incredible icon.
I never saw him getting down, but he was a rocker,
A savvy businessman and an entertainer
Par excellence. In the nineteen seventies,
My siblings and I used to be pleased
To wait, to watch the soul train. No passenger
Was on board, however the boogie dancers
Were dressed to kill, for the Saturday's show;
It was like a mini-carnival, they were shaking their booties
In unison. It was exciting to tease
Ourselves by trying to follow
Them, to fly like robin flies,
To flip-flop and jump up, up to the skies,
Like superman, like some Olympic athletes.
Since then, it has been cool to be black and beautiful.
Everything must come to an end; one must cross the t’s
And dot the i’s. The past is always wonderful.
One has to move, today this soul brother has moved on
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9/11: 120 Months Later (9/11: 10 Years Later)
There are catastrophic events in your life,
Which do not bring immediate reactions and tears;
Even though your heart is engulfed in fears,
Chaos, anger, sadness, anxiety, and uneasiness.
Losing friends, relatives, children and wife
Bring such a cocktail of eerie emotions;
You are inundated in a raging flood of confusions,
Nightmares, pain, suffering and awkwardness.
The dreadful events of 9/11 brought such devastating feelings
Of wanting to cry for the rest of one’s time on earth,
And to fight to avenge the victims, our fellow human beings;
At the same time, your soul is sinking in the infernal surf.
The devils of hell of 9/11 were worthless animals,
Who failed to annihilate our humanity, our universe,
And the freedom we enjoy. Those nefarious criminals,
Despite the heavy casualties, made us stronger and athirst,
To vanquish evils with our wills and mighty arsenals.
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Bama, let them criticize
The speech that you made in Germany
Was excellent, astounding and amazing.
Your critics are blinded by bias and by jealousy.
Most of them are still living
Under the old virulent past.
Some racists and sore losers will never change
No matter what non-whites do. At last,
You just emerged and they find strange
That somebody like you can energize and excite
So many decent and open-minded individuals.
Let them criticize, let them talk, let them rant.
This time, they can only blame themselves
If you don’t become the next President
Of the old U.S.A. You are out of sight
To use a colloquial or a vernacular term.
You are re-writing the human history.
I believe there is one race, one germ.
Ignore your critics and let them hide behind the ugly tree.
Some people will never change no matter what.
Some have no conscience and no common sense.
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What Sells…
Everything is for sale.
There is always a sale.
Everybody is trying to sell
Something:
One tiny thing, one giant thing,
The tabloid,
The latest android,
The newest asteroid,
And something in between.
Somebody is simultaneously
Trying to sell the queen,
And offer her exotic ants,
For a lot of money.
This is not funny, somebody wants
To sell the queen a painting,
A castle, and a golden tent;
These are more appropriate.
It is never too late
To recover, to renounce.
Do you know that one ounce
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Babies are Heroes In Rysai
Babies are being bombarded in the mangers.
Somebody is urgently needed to stop the malefactors.
Babies are being slaughtered inside the wombs.
Holms is not a town, it is a makeshift cemetery,
The victims have no home, no market and no pharmacy,
Everyone is afraid to venture outside. The bombs
Are fallen non-stop. The rockets are bulldozing
The buildings, the hospitals and the schools.
The thugs have no respect for nobody. Those fools
Are worse than mad vampires; they are sucking
The blood of the towns. Any males over twelve years
Old are summarily executed. When will the vespers
End? When will the civilized world intervene?
Which gutsy superpowers will stop this genocide?
Oh! God Almighty, send the drones and the eagles
To neutralize this chaos. Send the planes and the seagulls.
This siege is inhuman, surreal and obscene.
Too many human beings are dying. This is sad!
No one can explain how an army of thugs
Can get away with these murders? Those slimy frogs
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