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Il était très ****, dehors était noir
Comme un maudit soir
Qui allait porter: angoisse et tristesse
Pour une mère soudainement tombée en détresse
Les escadrons de l’obscurité viennent d’exécuter
Son enfant de vingt et une années
Il avait prétendument un couteau en main
Et l’innocence d’un jeune matin
Fatal dans sa pensée. La technologie
Peut, par hasard, améliorer ou détruire la vie
Plusieurs cartouches tirées, le jeune homme est tombé
Criblé de balles réservées pour des condamnés
Les assassins nocturnes ont abattu une autre victime
Ce qui est pire, c’est qu’ils ne vont pas payer pour cet horrible crime
C’est abominable, le noir est souvent injustement ciblé
Le racisme est un cancer qu’on doit éradiquer
La mère est inconsolable
Ses douleurs implacables
Ses larmes intarissables
Et ses peines incommensurables
C’est triste et amer, la mère va enterrer son enfant
C’est drôle, affreux, criminel et méchant
Les malhonnêtes « foliciers » sans remords
Viennent de causer un autre mort
Ils ne connaissent pas les souffrances
Endurées par une mère pour donner naissance
A un bébé en bonne et parfaite santé
Quelle tristesse! Quelle calamité!
C’est une autre tranchée forcée
C’est vraiment déchiré un cœur jadis farci de fierté
Voir une mère pleurer dans une telle condition
Est écœurante pour toute la famille
Et les amis
Qui brûlent dans un enfer imbibé de pénibles émotions
L’ignorance et l’immaturité sont deux plaies
Qui jamais ne sèment ni l’amour, ni la paix
Les pleurs de la mère sont intarissables
Ses douleurs inimaginables
Ses peines incontrôlables
Et la mère inconsolable.

Copyright© March 2011, Hebert Logerie, Tous Droits Réservés
Hebert Logerie est l’auteur de plusieurs recueils de poèmes.
Tu as essayé, essayé
Et tu as pleuré
Tu n'as jamais abandonné
Tu as trouvé l'espoir
En dernier recours
Parce que tu as lutté
Jusqu'à la dernière goutte de sang
Jusqu'à la dernière nuance du temps.

Tu es mon Ange, mon Héros
Tu as refusé de tomber dans des étaux
Tu as pleuré, pleuré
Et essayé, essayé
De réussir contre tous mauvais coups
Tu avais un style fort, doux et fou
Tu as essayé, essayé
Et tu as pleuré.

Les Héros pleurent aussi
Et les Anges pleurent aussi
Tu es un modèle pour moi
Je respecte ton courage et ton émoi
Tu es mon inspiration
Ma force et ma passion
Tu as essayé et pleuré
Et moi aussi, j'ai essayé et j’ai pleuré.

P.S. Hommage À Mon Amour.
Translation of ‘ Tried And Cried’, by Hébert Logerie.

Copyright © Septembre 2025 Hébert Logerie, Tous droits réservés.
Hébert Logerie est l'auteur de plusieurs recueils de poésie.
You tried, tried
And you cried
You never gave up
You found hope
As a last resort
Because you fought
Until the last drop of blood
Until the last shade of mud.

You are my angel, my hero
You refused to fall and to go
You cried, cried
And tried, tried
To succeed against all odds
You were strong and you wore pads
You tried, tried
And you cried.

Heroes cry too
And Angels cry too
You are a model to me
I respect your bravery
You are my inspiration
And my endearing passion
You tried and cried

And I too tried and cried.

Copyright © September 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
This is a new golden horizon
This is a heavenlike season
Where everything is dandy and beautiful
And a serpentine rainbow looks wonderful
In the sky, in the heaven, in the air
Look, countless birds are diving in the atmosphere.

This is a brand new season
This is a honeylike horizon
I wonder if this is a new spring
A new style to speak and to sing
Oh! I see. This is simply a new thing
A new genre to swing in the ring.

Hooray! Hooray! I'm absolutely right
Everything will be alright, yes alright
No more sadness, no more pain
Despite the surprisingly audacious rain
This is a heavenlike horizon
This is a new golden season.

There are countless rainbows in the sky
I cannot tell or invent a lie
This is a time to hope and to heal
And to come up with a new and better deal
Fire in the nerves, fire in the bloodstream
Look, two fish are swimming in the golden stream.

Copyright © August 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
This year, my darling love, you’ll receive more than flowers
Jewelry, candy, candles, gifts, kisses and chocolate bars
You will also get your AARP letter and your Medicare card
It’s vital that you take good care of yourself going forward.

Since you’re now sixty-five years old, you should feel blessed
Lucky, privileged and chosen. Please, please never get depressed
Age is always a good number, as long as you’re very healthy
And funny. The Almighty God is now watching over you regularly.

Eat well, drink more water, take your medications and vitamins daily
You’re now a senior, that’s a major step forward and a serious promotion
Since you’re retired, take a walk once a while. And that’s not being lazy.

You’ve worked all your life and have earned fair and square your pension
Your grandchildren and family will come to visit and spend time with you
I wish you a Landmark Birthday. Dear love, a blissful life is awaiting you.

P.S. This poem is dedicated to the sweet friend of my heart and soul.

Copyright © August 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Ieri era il tuo compleanno
Purtroppo è stata una giornata impegnativa
Tuttavia, sono andato nel giardino
Del mio cuore questa splendida mattina
Dove ** colto una rosa invisibile che poteva portare:
Felicità, gioia, buon umore e un inizio di primavera.

Mi sono rasato barba e baffi per rallegrare la tua giornata
Con tutto il cuore, ti auguro un felice compleanno
Oh! Vorrei incantarti fino al tramonto
Quando l'arcobaleno non c'è più in autunno
Verso un altro orizzonte, per un'altra stagione
Per favore, accetta questa rosa, questa poesia, questa canzone.

P.S. Questa poesia è dedicata al mia cara amica.

Copyright © Agosto 2025 Hébert Logerie, Tutti i diritti riservati.
Hébert Logerie è autore di diverse raccolte di poesie.
Translation in Italian
Ontem foi seu aniversário
Infelizmente, foi um dia agitado
No entanto, fui ao jardim
Do meu coração nesta linda manhã
Onde colhi uma rosa invisível que poderia trazer:
Felicidade, alegria, bom humor e uma primavera antecipada.

Raspei minha barba e bigode para alegrar o seu dia
De todo o coração, desejo-lhe um feliz aniversário
Oh! Eu gostaria de encantar você até o anoitecer
Quando o arco-íris não estiver mais no outono
Em direção a outro horizonte, para outra estação
Por favor, aceite esta rosa, este poema, esta canção.

P.S.: Este poema é dedicado ao meu bom amigo.

Copyright © Agosto de 2025 Hébert Logerie, Todos os direitos reservados.
Hébert Logerie é autor de várias coletâneas de poesia.
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