“ Border of Extant ” ~ upon a genuine human ~

We walk about

Held be human,

Allude forever

To so function,

Claim a stance

Above another,

Borders extant

Far from other,

Of mortal man

Said corporeal,

Having a mind

Debatable real,         

Tho often time

Musters appeal,

Of tilted regard

That fail conceal,

His soul’s discard

Hides there upon,

A genuine human

Nigh wholly gone,

Reached near extant

Finds robot for his pawn,

Till swallowed as its servant!

                                            

                                                    © Jean-Jacques Fournier

       

 

“ Knowing ” ~ what I think ~

Though some profess

Knowing what I think,

Divining thus, at best

Held a dubious blink,

Yet claim pursuer eyes

Find enter with a wink,

Adept at reading wise

Human or robotized,

In man too often blind

Hence so to scrutinize,

A baseless notional line

Of thought unrealized,

Alleged did fit my mind

Asserting ‘tis not guise,

This thought said known

Might ne’er materialize,

As knowing what I think

May not want to survive!

                                     © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

“ I Am The Colour ” ~ of human disorder ~

 

I am the colour

Of human disorder,

That shades the stay

Of man made suffer,

While held at bay

Be caused such pallor,

In ominous way

With spurious cover,

Feigning fair play

Thus to be coloured,

With doubtful recover

For fated mankind,

Bearing colour be mine!

                                                             © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

“ Colour Me Human ” ~ in the colour of life ~

 

Colour me human

Be her ambition

In world to imbue,

With exacting will

Wants vibrant hue,

Says ‘tis reflection

Of colours be true,

In shades held free

Save colour of blue,

Wouldst imply sad

Begs colour renew,

In the colour of life

Be the colour of you…

 

So colour me please

That I hypothesize,

To accept with ease

I’ll find empathize,

Fading life shades

May not so apprise,

We’ll soon turn blue

In a dank shady haze,

Not colour you chose

To best colour me too!

 

“ L’Ami s’Éteint ” ~ the end of a friend ~

 

He lived a life

Giving of himself,

A rare enlightened

In a world

That numbers few,

Held truly human

Be said humane,

One wants believe

His life be such,

Ought be forever

Save will mortality

Have its way,

Thus now gone,

To the unlighted

And well beyond

The end of a friend,

Alas enough to say

L’ami s’éteint,

Et ne sera plus là,

Déjà si tôt, demain!