There is a part of us
That will not stop,
Tugged by the other
With egoist thought,
On all that matters
Of living life sought,
As an ultimate factor
Would dissertate not,
What the other fosters
Said vantage together,
For what soul bought
And so found garner,
As life’s integral state
Tho now to discover,
Be of dubious grace
Soul can but borrow,
Our meagre lifespan
Held bogus of equity,
Amounting to nought
Put aside the self-pity,
With a brief time allot
For extent it shall hold,
That may ne’er realize,
Dream of eon time bold
In borrowed life implied…
Yet want be part of don’t stop
Thus to prevent a love nought,
Who’d not shed want be alive
When life together ’tis a must,
From ye newborn to grown old
Said reaching so until near dust!
© Jean-Jacques Fournier
Poetry on a Canapé 