The building they lived in, called home, became their tomb, became the weapon that broke their bone, took their lives.
But their stories have to survive, This City won't let you forget about those you were meant to protect.
I was actually looking for a room but found myself on the fiery streets CRS batting the flames as politicians took their seats, business as usual but the people stood in refusal Feminists Familes and BlackBlok Yellow Jackets Housing Groups round the clock only the holiday period could douse the fires and I went back to mother the pressure smothered
How long is your attention? Remember: this is a poem for the dead
For those who were crushed as they slept in their bed
Merry ******* Christmas instead.
About 6 people who lost their lives in Marseille last November, 2018.
Shoddy building inspection, owners and regulation.
There is no greater tragedy then that which slips from our fingers. Without reason or rhyme, without tender goodbyes. Your eyes filled with the sea, your heart ebbs with the tide. Those things that whisper soft, that tickle the skin and are lead by desire. Fill dreaming minds, with lush waves of the sweetest afterglow. Any reasoning why, flew away on the dark wings of the night, and carry no weight.
I was flipping through some books that I got from a free pile.... some lovely literary titles. In the back with a note with a quote from Robin Williams
"Please don't worry so, because in the end none of us have a very long time on this Earth life is fleeting. And if you're ever distressed cast your eyes to the Summer Sky when the stars are strung across the velvety night if a shooting star streaks through the Blackness, turning night into day make a wish, think of me, make your life SPECTACULAR! "
I can hear him saying that in a sincere yet.... comedic tone. Words like this above and the ones following just seem to always flow from his lips
" you're only given a little spark of Madness you mustn't lose it"
" Comedy is acting out optimism"
" People say satire is dead. Isn't dead it's just living in the White House."
" the Statue of Liberty is no longer saying 'give me your poor, you're tired, your huddled masses'- she's got a baseball cap and a bat yelling- you want a piece of me?"
" Time is the best teacher, but unfortunately, it kills all of its students"
"Never pick a fight with an ugly person they've got nothing to lose"
And finally...not by any favorite
"No matter what people tell you words and ideas can change the world" All above quotes by Robin Williams
Fun, inspiring.... Just because I hadn't been writing poetry when he died so this is for him. I personally loved him as an actor I wish I could have known him more as a person which is unrealistic! Through his words & pictures I hear his voice and know him as well as I can. If anyone doesn't care for Robin Williams or comedy that is totally fine- if not perhaps you can find something in his words to appreciate...Farewell Mork! thanks for reading. :)
Have you ever had it where your heart feels like it's all swollen up and it's pressing into your throat causing you to choke and your blood feels more like maple syrup and you just want to curl up and cry because your life is turning into another Teenage love tragedy.