Jean Rex Casimir

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Born on Thursday 24 November 1988, i am from a family of 9 children. I have been at the Holy Family Roman Catholic School for my primary education, the Le Chou College and the Citron Donis Sixth Form College for lower and upper secondary education and at the Mauritius Institute of Education for my professional training which lead to the Teacher's Diploma for Primary. I have been writing my first poem at the age of seven years old to express my joy for Christmas and since that, i have been writing numerous poem in English, French and Creole my mother tongue. Since beginning 2012 where the mother tongue has been introduced as a subject, i have been educating the children of lower primary in our mother tongue. I write in a style which, i have named the 'Living Poetry' which consist of writing in relation with daily living experience of people and which lead the reader toward eternal truth and knowledge.)

The Best Poem Of Jean Rex Casimir

They Are Dead, They Don'T Know It

They are dead,
They don't know it.
Since long they have been chasing a phantom,
That they will never catch.

Their entrails are being eaten by venomous worms,
Their bodies are full of dirty things.
In the ignorance they dig their own tombs,
Their blindness makes them walk towards them.

Their sleep is worse than death,
Better to know sudden death that to follow them.
Even the demons don't want to have them in their evildom,
As their unpleasant smell will lead lose souls away.

Imprison in the walls of stupidity,
They know no more what is meant by dignity.
Dogs urinate with them taking them for barren trees,
They have everything but are nothing.

They are gone,
And their souvenirs along with them.
No one remark their absence,
No sorrow, no mourning.

The ghost is still roaming around,
Other scoundrels running after it.
They are dead,
They don't know it.

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