“ Ordinary People ” ~ keep planet alive ~

If we’re to survive

Thus on this earth,

In a world less alive

Has need of rebirth,

Be ordinary people

With zeal of worth,

That renders viable

A means to unearth,

Find rescue remains

Save suffer the worst,

Holds be not in vain

Or deride mans thirst,

To keep planet alive…

 

So forego do-gooders

Along with currency,

For self aggrandizers

A claimer’s summery,

Of deceitful attribute

To overlook a history,

Of their evil distribute

Destroying the many,

A concern uninhibited

Held by people of plenty…

 

Alas look for people

Of coordinate kind,

Be ordinary people

With a planet in mind!

 

“ A Feeling ” ~ of neglect ~

Abysmal feelings

Hold affair done,

Lacking measure

Bare rate begun,

That be a feeling

Seized of neglect,

Alas demeaning

Brings one regret,

The while lingers

In vain retrospect,

Hence a prisoner  

Who can but wilt,

Without ye detect

The emotional tilt,

Of allegoric affect

Forced so to endure,

With a feeling of guilt!

                                                       © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

“ Awake ” ~ should fate so will ~

As I awake

To day anew,

A gift to take

Life to renew,

Fugacious stay

Be of fates will,

As each new day

For time to fill,

In meagre way

If but to have

Chosen align,

Even if halved

By failing gods

Who fall behind,

With dated skills

In garbled minds,

Too aged to fulfil

Their role per se,

Fearing their state

Renders man still,

The while awake

Should fate so will!

 

“ People ” ~ by shades ~

People are played

To maintain disorder,

Sorted by shades

Made register colour,

Thus will persuade

Need fashion barriers,

To not let dissuade

No matter their claim,

Black white or other

They hold not the same,

Ignoring a brother

Save likely their name,

For souls who bother

To unclutter their mind,

Forgetting that skin

In a world colour blind,

Where people be shadeless

Fixed constant in everyone’s mind!

 

                                  ode to my dream, of a one people world!

 

 

“ Life’s Time ” ~ left behind ~

In my life past,

I may have left

Some time pass,

Thus feel bereft

So precious be,

Its loss apes theft

Be sad discovery,

 One shan’t forget

Its careless waste,

Fills me with regret

For time left behind,

Thru foolish neglect

With risk ne’er find,

Be days edged lost

Has me resigned,

Demons tilt recall

Beg gives attention,

Save be offer small

Could ere well lead,

To one recovering all

With ostensible speed,

For it’s ne’er too late

To find time left behind!

 

“ Idle Wade ” ~ to escape pathos ~

Ye squander time

Lacking the know

Of rapid decline,

Or how long to go

Before its consign,

Will find abuse

Hence so resign,                                                           

From inert pursuit

Of animate minds,

Whose idle wade

Be comatose blind,

In a pathos shade

Of life’s meagre time!