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Together, Alone!

Je ris de vous, je ris à me faire mal. Je ris de tous ceux qui pensent qu’ils ont le droit de faire ce qu’ils veulent, mais que d’autres doivent leur demander la permission d’être, de vivre ou de faire même un pas en dehors de leur rempart. Je ris de vous, je ris à… Continue reading Together, Alone!

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Crossover / Transition

Quand le ciel et la terre ne feront qu’ unQuand tous les humains renaitront de leur cendreY aurait-il de la place pour chacun ?Ou faudra-il encore et toujours se battrePour se procurer une chaise à la table du grand repasFaudra-il travailler pour mériterParler, danser et s'aimer les uns, les autresQue sera la vie sans la… Continue reading Crossover / Transition

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Tears of the Sun

Buyer Beware What you see is far fromWhat you'll be getting Every scar is concealedMysteriously hiddenBehind the nicest smile The heart filled with tearsCracks and perforationsIt's been broken so often It's behind understandingThat it's still able to love For seeing a great dealGood, not so good and badThe expectation is lessened Can't rely on anyone… Continue reading Tears of the Sun

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The Voice… (short story)

It wasn’t even a Friday the thirteen when it happened. I was drawing while listening to the news when I realized the anchor was repeating herself. A two-minute interview was repeating itself passed twenty minutes now. I ceased what I was doing and focused on what was happening in front of me. And my suspicion… Continue reading The Voice… (short story)

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Hypocrites, stop the crocodile tears, you can’t fool us.

Hypocrites,I call your name.Pretend that you can’t hear mePretend that you don’t know your nameHypocrites.You see blood only when you are not the one shedding itYou are sad at the sight of the deadOnly when you are not killingHypocrites,I called your namePretend I am not talking to youPretend that you don’t know your nameBut you… Continue reading Hypocrites, stop the crocodile tears, you can’t fool us.

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In Moonlight, Black Boys Look Blue

How good it feels to drop the maskBut once you do come knocking, all the disillusionsThe words you did not or could not sayAll the times you bowed your headAnd you looked away, showing restrainYou’d have had the right to do like all the othersBut you know the cross you bearAnd the eyes of condemnation… Continue reading In Moonlight, Black Boys Look Blue

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Life Expectancy 24 Hours; Repeat.

You will not have my prayersNor my pity, if you misbehaved You walked past me byAnd went on to join your life to that chickNow that she disappointed youYou are at my door knockingBegging to take you back, oh begging Who do you believe I am, God?I am not a hospital, nor a church. Once… Continue reading Life Expectancy 24 Hours; Repeat.

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Chemin de Croix Vers les Etats Unis d’Haïti !

Haïti, Terre de Mystère et Mystère de la TerreLe chemin de fer vers les états unis d’Haïti se poursuit. Le Centre reste séparé de l’Ouest, le Nord et le Sud ne se connecte pas. Peut-être ce n’était pas ce qu’ils voulaient, eux les grands, destructeurs de petits pays ; eux qui décident de la direction,… Continue reading Chemin de Croix Vers les Etats Unis d’Haïti !