“ Humanity ” ~ a contradiction ~

 

I endeavour to be there

For alleged fellowman,

Whose illusionary care

Rejects an offered hand,

Has humanity in doubt

That he fails understand,

What transience is about

Links affair to be human,

Save finds a contradiction

In homo sapiens’ acumen,

As to mans interpretation

With a passion to contrive,

We’d ignored his fixations

The while we’re still alive,

Yet ‘twould be our inaction

Cause averts man to survive,

And procrastinating factions

Who’d be hell bent to divide,

Thus we’d not live to next tide!

 

                                                                             © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 


“ The Face ” ~ he’d known ~

I see the face,

A crowded place

That tells of life,

Would indicate

A past so filled,

Yet but depicts

A slightest trace

Of puerile days,

To hoary layers

Of crinkly grace,

Time so risks take

What’s left to hold

That offers hope

For man so bold,

To skirt a while

His resting place,

And he not find

The face he’d known

Now buried neath

A senescent waste!