Hebert Logerie Poems

Ne pleure pas, ne pleure pas, mon amour
Si tu pleures tes larmes vont m'étrangler
Si ti pleures tes sanglots vont me noyer
Dans l'abime des émotions. Au secours
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Listen to the symphonic waves of the sea
The sound that soothes the pulse and the nerves
Listen to the ebb and flow of the ocean waves
The fringes look attractive, sweet and shiny.
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Mon pays, c'est le beau soleil
Mon pays n'est pas le dur hiver
Mon pays est un Éden souvent vert
Toujours alangui et tropical au réveil.
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Femme, femme, tu es mignonne, très jolie
Tu as les yeux ravissants de la Vierge Marie
Le nez attractif de la plus envieuse femme
Et le corps délicieux de la plus belle âme
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Love sometimes behaves like a furious lion.
Love is a sad and sorry chameleon,
Which can change at any moment,
Like the wind and the waves of the ocean.
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It is wonderful to see multiracial boys and girls
Accompanying the football or soccer players
On the field. Let's applaud them, ring the bells,
And say no to racism; this is a clear defeat for the haters,
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Babies bite not all the time
Because their teeth are coming up
In this World Cup
It should be a crime
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"What can't they get along? "
Said, a famous tortured Black man.
Why can't they sing the same song?
What a shame! What an omen!
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There is a little town named Ferguson
In the USA, it does not rhyme
With neither Iraq, nor Afghanistan;
That would be a crime
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J'étais un bambin,
Quand ces criminels crétins
Ont envahi bourgs et villes,
Notamment, celle de Jérémie.
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