***********JE SUIS CHARLIE****

you can’t believe it really happened

shots rang in Paris

shots rang in Paris

and what used to be for granted

is from now demanding courage

shots rang in Paris

but the bells refused they calling

empty church  like cross - Polaris

and the desert wolfs are hauling

you cannot shot ideas

only people dying

lights go dawn all over Europe

and the sirens crying

look the lights go down in Europe

you better start believing

shots are ringing in the Charlie bureau

look the Jews are leaving

look the lights go down in Europe

and peculiar war unravel

shots are ringing in the Charlie bureau

scissors brakes on gravel

peculiar war of conflicting lyrics

war that’s fight not by generals in charge

but by journalists, cartoonist, satirists

they will fight this war for us

death brought by laugh

and the words in balaclavas

but the shots are real enough

look : The Nation is like lava

lava walks in columns mate

black and white devoid of meaning

scissors cut incorrect hate

and the paper hides the killing

still we play this little game

when the lights are down already

darkness cully covers shame

so we can keep pretending

Je Suis Charlie or are we ?

look around who’s really grieving

suburbs grow a silent army

you better start believing

THE END OF THE SENTENCE

THE END OF THE SENTENCE

Being old is a bit like an end  of a sentence.

Sentence includes two dates :

The beginning

and the end

of the process.

Between this dates

the Universe of law

unravels.

This last days you’ve got

A free go  on everything

Whatever was to happen

Happened or

is happening

so you can as well sit back

and enjoy the show

the doors will open

the doors will open

anytime now.

Just before they let you go :

-          They will never let you go !

They would keep you in forever .

Locked with tubes

tied  with drips

behind a heavy doors of sedation.

Those who stay behind

make you feel so guilty

with their desperate efforts

for you has already made a dill

with a law

of nature

and her sweet daughter.

Secretly you’ve been hosting her for years.

Moonlit  interludes

behind aye lashes

and skin deep health.

So at the strange hour

she is neither unwelcome

nor unexpected

freedom of a real commitment

means that

you don’t have to

be an angel

nevermore.

Leave your wings

and broken halo

fly

for once

upon a chance

for real

So when the doors finally open.

When the doors finally open .

So when the doors open .

You shall be ready  !

There will be Light

lighters

overdose of love

emergency reborn

infinity of the second chances…

…and only cynical Buddhists’ll dare say :

the same shit

once again

                                                                    end of Feb 2015