“ 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 cause of such pallor,

In ominous way

With spurious cover,

Feigning fair play

To thus be so coloured,

With doubtful recover

For fated mankind,

Bears not colour’s assign!

                                                             © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

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“ Looking ” ~ for a thought ~

Looking

For a thought

Be mine,

Wisest of the lot

Held depict mankind,

Perhaps

So be judged

In time,

Regardless

Of the shadow

One may find,

It cast upon my grave

Tho no matter, if survives

To keep its worth alive,

As a thought wants saved!

 

“ The Sun ” ~ we’d thought forever ~


Why did man ignore

The decomposing shield,

Earth’s ozone door

From which behind

The sun inclines,

Till given chance

Will cook your mind,

And with more time

He’ll have you fried…

Where are the keepers

Of once perfect earth,

Deaf to despairing cries

For a world built on lies,

Conceived by profiteers

Forcing us to hide,

In shades of emptiness,

Soon to live in shadows

Too close to dark’s abyss,

Where man has lost face

And mankind has no place!

“ Solaris ” ~ in shades abyss ~

Sun must be shy

As he’ll not look

Me in the eye,

Nor will he soar

As had before,

We ruined his sky…

 

He may ne’er more

Want light our way,

We who fouled

His heaven’s air,

Spewing waste

Corrupting space,

Once known safe

In a world gone grey,

As Solaris fades away…

 

Alas the keepers

Have ignored,

Desperate shouts

Of world untoward,

Solaris suffers

Shades abyss,

Thus can but move

To light another place,

Leaving shadows

Till dark be  fate, 

Would end mankind

Starved of Solaris face!