I Would Like To Sing Poem by Hebert Logerie

I would like to sing
Without crying
I would like to write
Without swearing
To defend the humiliated people
And my marginalized country
Where babies are thrown to the sewers
In the poisoned corners of corrupt and insane
Where children are forgotten and abandoned
In filthy dirt, contaminated, and polluted streets
Where women are vilified, trampled, and raped
And men are enslaved, effete, looted, robbed, and shot
Even dogs kneel to drink and to bark
And cats are hunted by drunk and drug addicted rats
In the heat of such an earthly hell, I will not shut up
And I will speak up to the path of death.

My country! O my dear country
Formerly, a long time ago, a paradise
In this dark vileness, where the sun shines
The nation, the peasantry and the inhabitants sparkle
In the wind; the Poet is hardly
Engaged but indeed revolted, he is a Patriot at war
Against injustice, evil, racism, abuses, nonsense, dust
And the ignominy of a people groaning in misery
O my Ancestors! The people are flouted and zombified
Nevertheless, the poor citizens will vote for another thug
Who will shame us again. At the bottom of the jumble
There will be more hypocrite scums to gnaw, to ruin
The heart and soul of the scrapes that the misers have dumped
At the edge of the shore. Let me drink the last drink
To exorcise or to write the last verses
Before going to the grave of our unhappy Ancestors
Where the hurricane of freedom cools off the sybaritic air
I would like to sing
Without crying
I would like to write
Without cursing
Provided the underprivileged people can live
As Human Beings in peace and free.

Copyright © July 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.