Tell Me

Weeping willows

that cry at my bedside

bring peace in their

comforting arms

Sans (without) fear of violence

I speak to the dust

to be embraced in an

empty hallow

Regretted, abandoned

Alone.

thoughts full as if glass

shattering the forsaken

heart

with hope of a sun

Le moon is dropped

into the grande bouche of

darkness

society embellishes freedom

and rights

manipulated guilt and depression

seizing the young dreams and

pride

from the children

while swallowing the

will of the parents

Nature in all her splendor

roars and moans in

pain and disappointment

for her green world now is

gray

recalling treasured

memories of yesterday

Les larmes lui montent aux yeux

for the memories are fading in

silence

paths that follow the steps

of the ancient

have become

Envahis (over come)

wild with terrorism

politics, till almost they have vanished

Efface!

Standing with my eyes

open to the sea

i am blind

where are the roses

Dis moi