Overload – the poem –

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Overload

          – the poem –

We now have a world

Fixed as a solace trap,

Well hidden in disguise

Its flow of pollution sap,

Be default of awareness

For humans’ endurance,

Of distribution overload

In a lethargic sufferance,

The while its viewed extent

Be our deteriorating sanity,

By the hands of greedy bent

Of indifferent mental apathy,

Is overloading man’s capacity!

                         © Jean-Jacques Fournier

Ode to a long-time friend, Dr. Michel Gagnon …

Pictures – Private & Public collection …

Music – Excerpt of, If I should Lose You , by Chet Baker …

written in Sweetsburg

December 4, 2020

“ A Snow Flake ” ~ at the bottom lies ~

 

A snow flake

At the bottom lies,

Be reason I wonder

About the others

Who first arrived,

And now held under

Manage to survive,

While on the surface

Layer upon layer

More materialize,

Thus no surprise

As scale expands

Find to hold hands,

Supporting each other

To bear the strain

They’ve need to shoulder,

When snow turns to rain…

 

Hence be brothers

Reach for druthers,

To save what’s left

Spared of corrupt,

If not in vain

From mans foul mess,  

When snow flakes turn to rain!