Hebert Logerie Poems

A deranged person with a machine gun
Is a disaster waiting to happen.
A machine gun is a mass killing instrument.
No one should have one in an apartment.
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The trains were coming
And it was impossible for them to stop.
The birds, sitting at a perfect spot,
Were beside themselves; they were chirping
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Men must respect other men
Women must respect other women
Men and women must respect our children
And protect them so all can go to heaven.
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Let's all celebrate
Motivate and innovate
Let's all have incredible fun
The one that will last more than a lifetime
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I am lost, lost somewhere out in space,
With tears in my eyes, and sweats on my face.
I am lost, my mind is constantly wondering;
I am like an unconscious boxer in the ring.
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There are sentences that are inaudible
And words that are passively silent
Oh! Words, verbs, innuendoes and pirouettes
We instantly ask incredulous questions.
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Il y a un poème qui vit dans mon cœur, c’est pour toi,
C’est de toi, Mignonne. Ce poème te ressemble.
Je l‘ai écrit pour toi, ce matin, avant l’arrivée de l’ombre.
Ses mots me hantaient depuis des temps, depuis des mois.
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I am dying to find out what’s hidden behind that frown.
I am ready to kneel, to beg, and to really get down,
Like the departed soul’s brother Mr. James Brown.
If only you could sporadically or overtly smile,
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Let's, at least, attempt to go back,
Where nothing is white, nothing is black,
Where all things look different under the sun,
And all seem to enjoy the brightness of the moon.
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Like the rose of a special spring,
I find you very fascinating and exceptional.
You're very pretty, charming and beautiful.
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