Je Suis Du Monde

Je Suis Du Monde

Yes I grieve

each humid trail on a moist cheek
is a remembrance of  somebody

and each dark stain is rage
concentrated on that one spot

So yes I grieve

a child bows a head seeking a hideaway and
a parent in shock can’t catch the words

meanings are fleeting, for under pressure
all becomes liquid and warps

For that, I grieve

‘I fear’ the child says shaking,
indeed, terror holds only prisoners

clouds come and makes the light diffuse
fists are raised, banners flail

And I grieve

a man vows revenge and a crusade
the child cries and is escorted home

so many people, so many places
rules will no longer do

When we grieve

don’t hide behind fences of hashtags
don’t dream of nightmares to come

a shout: ‘but I want to change it all’
indeed, then realize ‘I am the world’

so first we grieve together


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