It is the better chance of seeing humanity,
Such as it is,
It is when they lose someone dear
And the separation is too hard
Only then, they cry, they're sad
Dust we were, dust we shall be
Again.
When death strikes even our wealth
Is useless, we are mere human,
Significant to only those who
Rubbed shoulders with us,
The human with its hormones
And atoms
Unleashes its vulnerability to
Its fullest.
Funerals, Funerals you shall never end,
You shall never stop reminding us
That we are mere human.

One day we will die
And only the sea and the sand that we touched for a few seconds on that night will bear witness to these sweet kisses that we exchanged ...
To love is to make the other free and not to possess oneself as objects that can neither breathe nor feel ...
I make you free,
just as death as painful as it is for those who must continue to live makes you free ...
Thus our crossed steps will remain deep in the sand for the time of a full moon.
Then, once we'll be stars in the sky,
And we shall relive these unforgettable moments,
Eternally on the same date.

A Pearl she was,
A Pearl she shall stay among the stars,
A Pearl as beautiful as a Ruby,
Deep in the sea only one like her could be found,
My mother shall be my only Pearl forever,
In the Sky till I die she shall shine.
And if they'll say that Pearls don't shine,
I shall answer that my Mother did and does
Happy Mother's Day
Our Shining Pearl...

Dear Corona, I am still figuring out
The way you dare to enter our lives
Modify our routines like a nothing,
Causing us to live in fear,
We humans who are significant because we have friends, relatives and colleagues
To hold onto and who hold onto us,
How dare you,
Enter our lives killing us like our lives have no price, no value,
How dare you take them away from us,
Thief of the night,
How come, how come!

A child is certainly another you,
You look after it
You take care of it
You owe to nurture it
You have to protect it
If you want to know someone,
Then look at the people that person hangs out with,
Or
Show your child or your children,
It's a little you,
It is little, it is empty
And it will soon be what you pour in it,
Your child is the other you.

The deeper I go under the water
The more I have this impression that
I will never see the bottom
It exhausts me,
I get tired for no reason,
I sleep and wake up tired,
No romance
No trouble,
Just tired.
I am tired of life,
it's not ending.
Everything fatigues me for no reason
Tired, Tired. I am so tired.

I have my own hurts and deceptions,
But yet here I am,
Here standing strong breaking the chains
Of my ancestors and of my generation
In my dreams and in every steps
I make,
The Unconventional voice of mine,
Shall accomplish the greatness my mother sees in me,
The Greatness which ones frightens me will be reached,
It's at Sight,
Every Step I take, and have taken towards healing my wounds, and the wounds of my lineage, is bringing me closer
To the deliverance I seek,
Every trip I embark in,
Every new place
Break our limits,
Every prayer and Blessing I utter,
Heal our wounds and Set us
For new skies!