Poème dédié à Jimmy Mjodolo.
You know the reality's fruit
But you pretend not to know it
You see the injustice's waves
But you pretend not to see them
You hear the victim's complaints
But you pretend not to hear them
I know
You understand
The life of those nights
Full of hurted wings
Full of dead flower's rights
Full of children's tears
Under those shadow's violences
And they cannot bring
Their parts of light
To cover all the world
Only they are condemned
To live the why of wars
The why of hate and violences...and so on...
You know the truth...
You see those violence's acts
You hear those injustice's voices
You and me
We are soldiers
Let's take our arms
We know
We see
We hear...
But you pretend not to know it
You see the injustice's waves
But you pretend not to see them
You hear the victim's complaints
But you pretend not to hear them
I know
You understand
The life of those nights
Full of hurted wings
Full of dead flower's rights
Full of children's tears
Under those shadow's violences
And they cannot bring
Their parts of light
To cover all the world
Only they are condemned
To live the why of wars
The why of hate and violences...and so on...
You know the truth...
You see those violence's acts
You hear those injustice's voices
You and me
We are soldiers
Let's take our arms
We know
We see
We hear...
RANDRIANARIVELO Rufin
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