Let's Go Back Poem by Hebert Logerie

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.

Let's go back to revisit the invisible steps.
Yesterday always brings a rainbow of souvenirs;
Those are called nostalgia or missteps.
Let's go, let's go back, and open your ears.

Let's go back where there is plenty of sunshine.
Nobody can describe this environment,
Which appears odd, after a few glasses of wine.

Let's, at least, try to go back over there,
Where the chameleons are not afraid to bear
Everything: meat, skin, and garment.