Blue

Blue

Treize novembre

This was inspired by another explosion of madness, and the other events in my private life on that day reinforced my determination not to let fear win.

treize novembre

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getting there

getting there

I C U

I C U

Monde De Fous

MONDE DE FOUS

Dans ce monde de fous
Avec tous ses détours
On pourrait, jour pour jour,
Se forger un petit bout.

Sur une île peu commune
Sous le ciel bleu-de-lune
On irait faire la Une
De la feuille de chou.

Si le vent le veut bien
Qu'on ait tout, qu'on ait rien,
On ferait du chemin
Main dans la main.

À l'ombre des géants
Au regard bienveillant
On serait bien chez nous
Dans un monde de fous.

Dans ce monde de fous
Avec tous ses remous
On pourrait, jour pour jour,
Se forger un petit bout.

I, Thing!

I, THING!

I spent my first twenty percent
Being passed around, from hand to hand,
Sometimes from hand to fist.
The things I've missed
Will never come again.
So, here I stand...
The beauty and the truth I'm certain to be real
Still have a place with me,
But not today.
For now I say:
This thing that wasn't meant to be
Has woken up
And it won't stop!
The beauty and the beast
Watching over its sleep,
In awe of all the strength within,
Finally recognize their kin
And call for it to lead the way
Along the path
That, once so dark,
Now opens to a brighter day.
Because the thing that should not be
Now is!
And it won't cease,
Until the world that spat it out
Can't do without,
Can't help but see,
And opens up its heart.