Is It Off? Poem by Frantz Guerrier

A gathering of various close siblings
Then, we all share the same strings
Up dreams, desires and communion
Each member swears to write his page
Love turns on the power of union
Tenderness and goals fly at every age
We cherish preciously our elder souls
And wish our youngsters played by the rules.
Every time that you fold across
You could get abruptly a fatal loss.
Let us keep our plans and lights on
Until the moment our soul is off!