Like a famous man named Don Quixote
Early morning with words as a sword
I'm going right against the rightless crowd
Even Pansa is no longer here with his help
I ride Rosinante the indomitable mare
If only Dulcinea is on my side
Encourages me with her pretty smile
For the fight that i would surely win
These giant arms with stentor voices
Life is a long and every day fight
It's not time for the happy song
Here is a speech and madness for the morning fight
I do not want just to be right about the speech
Hey you giants without voice I challenge you
Today and every day until the end of the song
I am not any knight trust me i am a vigorous one
Even if I am a warrior with a sad figure
I have neither the time nor the leisure for joy
Take it easy as a morning fairless song
If you take my advise look for a jazz song
To make your day better then not to quarrel
For any useless reason at the end
I admit you have reason as a crowd
A crowd can **** any lion or a famous knight
Even the one named Don Quixotte !
The crowd has always the last argument!

I live in a virtual hell
Because I like it
I love my slavery
A virtual hell
I am no longer a human
Rather a  robot or an android  
I have a great need of finger clicks
The finger clicks brings serotonin  
Which stimulates my brain program
When you click a finger like
On my facehell publication
I feel better i fell good
otherwise i will be depressed
I am already lost In this
Infernal virtual slavery
Do androids dream of freedom?
This union made of machine and animal
Works with virtual clicks likes
A click serotonin stimulating finger
When will androids dream
Of a real virtual revolution
Or they never do cause
Machines never dream
Humanity  hope this dream get true
For a better life but it's just a wish
The real future life will be
A world of the Green Sun!

My inner state is awful
i bleed  from my soul  
I' m doubtful and  it goes on
sure it  bothers  
i am in that nothingless
which has no name
a state of brain torture
who knows when it ends
see people dying  daily
injustice as it were a norm  
that is the cause of my troubles
that's an absurd world
while i'm incapable to react
against that state of events
makes my life awful to death    
that's an absurdity to live
in such an awful  world

.I  should say it loudly my dear
Or i will scream it on all the roofs
I adore you beautiful Muse ,
All the words i write it's you
Who inspire them to me ,
Muse! Even if i am not Roméo
But you really deserve
To be that dreamed Juliet .
you are that dreamed Muse
On a balcony , and i am singing
My lovelly song that summer after-noon
That wonderful  day called tuesday
And if I should die at the end
I would do as did once
That lover named Roméo
I die every day a little beat
in that homeland .but for your love
I should live till the end of the light
love is that why i was born for
love should be our first religion
I am singing loudly as a tenor voice
or so i feel my self as Laurence Olivier
on a stage performing the play itself
the one written by that famous William
without love i can not sing my song
nor write those words to tell you
again and again pretty Muse!
I love you and moreover i  adore you !

I live like a worm
I'm not important
a pile of dust mud
crawling in the green earth
I am even in the hell earth
I met a devil and his children
they made fun of me
when I woke up in the night
my thoughts were all troubled
I wrote a few little verses in
diary of an earthworm
I continued my journey
I saw important people
the strippers of the dream
boiling in tar tanks
and shout from all over
in the morning of happiness
I pray and I cry
in the evening I walk in
the evil comedy
life is not clear,
evil is everywhere
the pains are in me
and more in my worm soul
life gave me a bad role
in this appalling comedy
without complaining I like the silence
my life is near the mother
I served as a bridge for the child entity
at the time of crossing
blindness they entered
in a desert a large open-air prison
where everything is forbidden!
without complaining
In this hellish life I only had
trouble! Over the years
meanwhile ! I dream ! I dream !
Dream is my paradise !

You  sublime  joy
drunkenness of my faith
dreamed name of my life
pleasant euphoria
pleasing to my being
my heart is waiting
the time of a tango
tempo of my heart
you my delicate flame
your body united to mine
dance under the moon
lights and shadows
an air of Argentina
the bandoneon music
the tango grants
our steps you in me
You the harmonious gift
sublimes my soul
softens my being
rock my words
by the nice Andalusian song
the melody charms my hearing
You my joy
my day and my night
my wonderful life!

There are places,
Links for the breath
Ascending expiration
Towards the country of words
spiral music For the poem
There are the beautiful clouds
white  of another time
The ideal dream place
Asylum of useful silence
The source of the song
A galloping horse
On cottonous clouds
White freedom
Exhibits her beauty
I'm lost in the mystery link
The country of rain
A smile as an offering.

Each day which passes
I hear the sound of drum
Dawn has rung
for the resistance voice
Here is sublime purpose
Brothers and i were born
we must go on each day
protesting with no violent
efficiently till the end of the day
of that awful *******
if not i will regret birth day
i was born in the valley
of red bread of resistance
mother i must say it loudly
or i won't deserve the love
your white tender light
for being  called your son
needs some sacrifices.

Graceful lady
i' m loving you
i have always enjoyed to see
the magic light in your eyes
my wish is a little place
in your marvellous heart
let me be in that pretty dream
I shall stay beside your brightness
i want my essence close to yours
in that new morning light
i am happy like a bird in the air
maybe i am crazy
or may  i  
in need to touch your light
just one time in my real life
like in an illusion of a day-spring
that time before i 'll be back
inside the belly earth my mother  !

I am a happy slave
Here in the blue field
a slave to make rich
some one billonnaire
my brothers  and i work
days and nights even years
living in that happy slavery
I am conscious as a slave
Me as my brothers in that
wonderful blue world
Some people  ignores
that we are all working for
those masters of the world
while others are proud
in their daily  slavery
specially the south ones
for them slavery is a mean
a pretty nice way for their
the right emancipation
but who made the masters
if not me and my brothers
in slavery we are proud

The way

You my finger my support,
you guardian of my faith
index of the east and my Qibla!
I wander in silence under your roof
Lord of the worlds
I look for the true love
in  the roundness of life
I walk towards the way
the one that leads to You
the road to the infinite truth
I seek for my other self
that will unite myself to you!
no light down here
shines for me,
I can not reach
your sublime way!

A bit  poetry

small fingers
handle a bit of beauty
a bohemian evening
a beautiful summer
to smell the sublime blue iodine !
O happy soul, do you feel?
the exquisite perfume of the wonderful kingdom
who dances a musette waltz
a fairy with a white rose complexion
inspires luminous grace
in a milky tooths smile
far back from another time
with green mother my eyes
to link the words with my gaiety
a little joy  the cheerfulness of heart
child love simply
the fine summer a beautiful novel
Italy in her fairy eyes
like a Magnani with  her eyes
oh my god my heart throbs
the big  fear is here
i see now his fatal black eyes
to love a divine lady the queen of charm
the beautiful case before the end of the drama
to love the inaccessible star
I Don Quixote a dulcinea
without Rossinante only the words
for an evening song!
the animalian love is
a metaphysical war game of  heart
a chemical secretion a balm of joy
for the  soul child  actor of the drama love
here are the words a little bit poem
oh my love like Cesare Pavese, I am
waiting for a beautiful Gloria " death will come "
and the rain  falls in the midsummer
a counter-time in the film,
the drama is always  black and white
to die in Rome a Lacrimosa Requiem
the Sublime voices ring the end  
the glamor of the divinity  in tears that charms
the end of the drama the film on the white of linen
with beautiful black words like his eyes!

the day has run his light
the night will be soft
as long the time will
ends its roundness  
the pretty green morning
will rise up with rights
wish you all be faith  
in the light of that day
the day of truth will shines on
your pretty faces all of you
human brothers

With colours i am singing
that song of hope and love
up in the light sun rising
i saw a trush on the tree
singing  a song as a prayer
and i too did exalting nature
i should be humble and thankful
to that pretty spring morning
coming with coloured words
all came easily to my mind  
garnishing that praiseful song
merciful to the one who created
all that beauty life coloured
with all the créatures species
colours of light unbelievable
thank you life again and again
till you will wash our hypocrisies
life came from that love who
became now strange to us
people fear it as an illness
humanty will ends without love
it is the end of the colours
without love it's the end of the lights  
the dreams and the songs
the end of the ocre human dust
what will remain at the end!

Upon her smile a gift
to the world children
her kindness white
like a satin moon
blessed be who can
adore life with the art deity
her beauty remains  in my soul
her hands expresse a coloured  music
her fingers paint the dreams
Kind Eva her famous name
turns round in my head
each time i breath
a sweet free air of sea
who may see the light
her body of Greek goddess
and in green eyes
the love  and peace  spread
when she shake her sun  hair
and me as as Dante living in a south hell
if not her bright light that fairy hope
i  expect nothing from life
what if there was no divinity
up in the Swedish north
with her painting art
life is a spring
her green eyes  everyday
a paradise is living
in my heart and mind!

I run in the crazy day of joy
behind a red shadow,
exhausting my drunkness  and my madness
destiny flies in vain
I'm ruining myself in the war
my soul full of the blood of the night
I knock on the door of silence
an atrocious nothingness spreads his contempt
there are days when it's the norm
a shower of desolation watering the dream
the ideal is empty and everything is blackened
madness evaporates from its precious fragrance
I have to run again to reach
the bright end before the joy goes out
before madness exhausts his drunkenness
who can dream without being crazy!

For those eyes and the eyes of the children of the south
For that smille that expresses the frank day
I ask for hope joy and wine  
To celebrate the grace of your reign

For those eyes and the eyes of the children of the south
For that mood that caresses the spring morning
I will invent a fairy tale
Set with bright amber sights

For those eyes and the eyes of the children of the south
For this prodigious stature who enchants life
I will dance all my summer drunkenness  
  
But never forget beautiful idole
That for those eyes and the eyes of the children of the south
Men die every day to fight The thieves of dreams

How to finish the war
with strategists words
the beautiful country still struggles
with valor and  resistant art
to the neo-barbaric invasion
a red and black banner
color of war and my passion
my courage heart  stands firm
love is a rebellious bird
sang Carmen in Bizet  opera  
one of the most famous music

Life started with a cry
A hard first breath
In that Sunday morning
As all the kids i knew
The hard way is coming
Have i had any choice
Life is a very hard job
when i finish my day
I know i have an other
To work it as it should
Till the end of the night
who knows when it ends
Be just enough humble
Acquire more experience
try to make less mistakes
forgive a lot  the others
How many time doe life last ?
Many years, an eternal day
It was moment ago i cried
When i saw the light of the truth
It was some years ago
a souvenir as yesterday
Now I am still going on
In the roundness of life
the road i  have taken
one day and here  an other day
to work till the end of the road !

My friend show the light
On your face the bright
Your  smile took out the fear
My heart is now so clear
Show me the gift who delight
My soul is too upright

The sun has  abstracted his light.
Now my heart is cold!
Only the seeds underground
stirs their chrysalis flesh .
The south wind differs its goodness
warm the furrows of black flesh,
the words have lost their music;
their wings freeze with spite!
The gray day prints ugliness
my soul shudders with sadness!

In the mood for love
Where do the green goes
When my I is in that sweet
Called mood for love
That is the beat of life
My soul is in the blue beat
If not on a cloudy throne
A magic jazz which cures my life
And some white for my dream
Where are you my other life
The real side lighted moon
Rising on the red roof full of green
For the end of the last road
I am in an open sky dark jail!

Goddess you remain
Always wonderful
Your dazzling charm
Writes the words in my head
I only fill  the blanc
With my  fingers hands
To say loudly the prodigious
Your face is like a sun
or equal in bright
I can only love you
Your light fascinates my eyes
I only want to dream
Those Cascading words for
The beautifull with double LL
That give wings to my soul
I fly on the clouds my kinder kingdom
I admire life here down the edge
Of the ****** land that awaits
The vapors of the blue sea
Heaven and his abondant rain
Which waters and fertilizes  
Only Words and still images
In the eyes of Southern kids
Who dream to see the generous sea
Which offers its condensed heat
a rain for the goddess of love!

Tenderly goes the mood
deep inside my breath
my soul flies sotfly high
and vibres the wet clay in me
the red light wine carry on
the white animated dust
atoms stick one to another
tenderly the beat  goes
that's my finest ecstasy.

Life will be eternal
one day when love
will be  spread all
and over the world  
among all people
life will be right
nice and peaceful
there 'll be place for all
no one will oppresse the
other his brother or sister
no one will need to tell lies
or think he is better than all
for devilish  reason cause
the devil himself will be
out side that wonderful
the eternal life we all
believe it will be one day !

I don quixote an unfair world
Where the demons of evil
Plans and conspires
To rule humans like slaves
I am still alive and fighting forward
Across all the continents
Against these giants of darkness!
I am the legendary knight
My name is synonymous with struggle
Always with the right  cause
Beyond my fifty thousand years
I admit my face is sad
Because there is so much injustice
Wise ones can understand    
Nobody could be joyful in a such case
Faced with what is happening here down
I'm still alive and forward to the fight
Riding my imaginary rosinante
With or without my faithful Sancho Pansa
With all the braves our faith is up
Always believe that the light
Will overcome the darkness
The truth always conquers the lie
Fight is eternal proof that we live
Only the deads accept despotism and failure  
I am the great torch of resistance
Symbol of everyday life
The light is fighting every day
Against the dark shadows of the evil plot
Under other lights of sun and skies
I am known as Don Quixote
I can get out in any soul fighter
So i was in south africa& North Africa
Where i made my pilgrimage
Long before the birth of children
I fought in latin america
Where i had an another birth
And even in Vietnam next to General Giap
I'm always  on the side of oppressed people
i absolutly  believe that men are born free
The dominants are always the oppressors
Now i am the global fighter
Finally I am the soul of any fighter
who fight for freedom and justice

YOU
Do not run away you
The beautiful words
It's just only for you
A present so sweet
It's your tender heart
Who dictates the poem
Do not run away you
Your divine charm
You the white whose
the soul smells wonderful

The one that the soul aspires
Died by the folds of the sigh
The one that the nave invites
Pierces a hole in the ship's sail
The one that the flesh desires
Washed the balm of pleasure

we have in common
that awful oppression
yesterday as today
we are just humans
what ever the colour of our skin
we are all the Indians of
the hole world united
against the awful oppression

I was blind before that day,
I recovered the sight in your eyes
that embers ignited, my soul,
that mouth of velvet coral lips
seduced my life,
is it you the wonderful life?
I love you without knowing
why I am in this state
I feel drunk, !oh god ! help me!

the one i need
is hiding the light
behind the lines
behind my words
the one i love
that who hurt more
inside my wound
carves  contempt

Beautiful full moon
Curves  of satin
White and round
Delight that makes me
A little crazy.
Delirium in a dream
Your contours  switch on  
My lighthouse desire
My hands   dream  
Of a nice trip
May love come
And take my life
Elsewhere in the country
Of love and drunkenness

Be my love tonight!
be the pretty land
be wonderful as
a dream under the light
be the nice green
in my sight tonight!
be the marvellous love
be wonder as a miracle
be the light of my heart
be the rose of delight !

I am no proud as man
nor proud of being a slave
working for the lord's
make  profit for a  wealthy minority l
some are lost in that game
while others are addicted to slavery
they buy more and more p
than some other do buy
in one year or whole life
others ready to **** the mother
some others to **** themselfs in  life
the evil god is close the blue eye
evil gods love their bleeding blood
i am not proud while people
dying every day in front of
my heart and under my  eyes
it is useless to be proud
i can do nothing to help
my brothers nor my fathers
i am not proud of my clay
i am not able to help
the other wet  clay in any ways
i am deep in the hole
deep in the black eye of hell

In the nothingness
beyond the wall
prevent  the soul
I write the burn
in black words on white
his eminence, the sublime
reign on his throne,
has hearing only for
the flow of blue waves
in the distance whimper the ardour
flow in red flames
beyond the sea
in the void and the wind
I am wailing in vain
only birds, up there,
hear my madness
in lamento singing
I cry and would like to die
said my child heart!
sublime queen listens!
you who know the music
the voice of the red song
the night is already here
it smiles with its white moon
finally a little respite
for my poor throat!

I dream of you beautiful light
fountain of new life
without you no trip
nor bright gold from the east,
you the tender source of life
I wander in the big nothingness
in the midst of the silence that swallows
counting the seeds of sand
of time turning his rounds !

Rise O truth and shines as the sun
the day of hope is coming on its way
freedom of the human race is near by
come back you right faith to the place
the men of light are always beside you
the elected ones those loved by the lord
for they give their life and soul for you
the D day bright flies up its white truth !

Life started with a cry
A hard first breath
In that Sunday morning
As all the kids i knew
The hard way is coming
Have i had any choice
Life is a very hard job
when i finish my day
I know i have an other
To work it as it should
Till the end of the night
who knows when it ends
Be just enough humble
Acquire more experience
try to make less mistakes
forgive a lot  the others
How many time doe life last ?
Many years an eternal day
A moment ago i cried
When i saw light of the truth
It was some year ago
I am still going on the road
i  have an other day to work!

that is the way i love you
with all the colored words
that came from my heart
the place where you live
it's so pretty to feel you
near my soul in my brain
close to the tender mood
here are my colored words
those i have in my breath
that inspired that air of love !

I dream and everything goes
Like in a movie
in my awakening
Or maybe  i am sleepping,
On the sreen of that dream
A beautiful and rebellious woman
With harmonious magique curves
That magique round show
My eyes  and soul are in delight
While  my heart  beats
And goes the drums
The music is rejoycing my being
Those vibrations move
Through the blood  veins
The dream sails  it boat
On waves of tenderness
That bohemian sea of love
My friend i should say it
I love you  and more  
And besides the love
the desire is stronger
Near my fleshly soul
My friend is a wonderful source
Where I will quench my thirst
My dream is a sweet feast
where I'll drown
My ultimate hunger

He Never got his gun
like Bond got one
Of German made
Walther named
A gun ! what for?
Let say to stop the dream
He is inside my head
Or it shall kills him
Beware Jim's going ****
The dream he made
He told her, just love me
Or he will **** the dream
Like a kid i am just kidding
To **** is a dangerous game
But in a Us movie it is the norme
Now he feels so lonely tonight
It's cold like death, here
Even the cat left home
He felt the sadness inside me
Nobody loves me but my Dad died
They all know i was his nice dream
Selma's eyes were his saviour
All he needs is love to make
A dream come really true or so
On that white light like your smile
To stop the rain on my face !
No drugs just a smile for the ride
When i see your white smile
He will sing till the end of the dream!

Your smile is a light it will erase all my fears
Even if you not here for me now
Know in your heart that i have waited all a life
To meet you again to see that smile
Why did Mom put all that green
In my sight if not for you
She maybe knew you were the elected one
Cause you are the other like her
Who loved that red bread called freedom
Now i have missed you
I wasn't there at the right time
You or i was in the other side of the land
Now i can tell all that story about your smile
I am alone in your heavy silent words for years
Waiting for a miracle ! it's my saint Friday prayer
Could i meet you again in the land of hope
That wonder green where we lived before that life.

words of my soul  
with my vigorous voice
here my tender hope
i am sweating now
i am crazy my love
as may be a lover
you are in my soul
inside my heart
in evey cell of
my wet clay
in all thoughts
of my brain
you remain  alive
i breath your name
hope i 'll find you
oneday before
my hourglass ends

He never had a gun
like James Bond has one
German made
named walther Just like
In a black and white movie
A gun ! But why?
Let's say to break the dream
Who is in the child's head
Or else it will **** him
Watch out, Jim will **** the dream he had
He told her, please love me
Or he'll **** this lovely kid dream
Of course like a child he is kidding
Killing is a dangerous game
But in an American movie it's the norm
Now he feels so lonely tonight
It is as cold here as death!
Even Marcello the cat left the house
He felt sadness in his soul
And he said nobody loves me
except my father but my father is dead
No one knew he was his pretty dream
Selma's eyes were her savior
Now all he needed was love
have a dream like his father's
a dream that is true as on a screen
where light is the material of the dream
White like the smile of a movie star
Stop the rain that is a romantic face!
No more drink, a smile is enough for the ride
When he sees her white smile
before the hero kisses her
it's just the moment when
the music is going crescendo to this end
the light was important for the movie
as the dream was vital for his life !

They all sing the same song
After the goat pan
Of the empty crown has gone
It came another song
The chorus is about the ism
It is not a schism but his sister Racism
Daughter of the god Race
The wind has turned its sails
Lead the kids to the colors show
Another rainbow war
The deaf& blind go elsewhere
Who conducts the orchestra
The shepherd So and Bros
Moloch sons devils men as usual
What is the point
Start a discord fire
Keep the crowd occupied
The wa... must burst
I missed R andthe next double L
The berlin wa.. had fallen
Once Rostropovich played
A Bach sonata
The crystal night memory
The king's advisor has
Decided that plan
Bring down the east
After we will see the rest of the plan
Oh west
Moloch stands
The end is on your way
The devil's dream
Is still alive
The crowd
Precious wood
For the fire
The devil's dream
It's just a song
It is rude to sing a complaint
Shut up and die.
I did not mean to hurt someone
But i don't bear the devil's choral
I appreciate the soprano voice
it's boring to hear
The same aria!
What is the next song
The dream of the globalize choir
An electronicandroids people
I know it could be the last song
I will be died at that time
As now hey ! you
The pandemie has gone
Are you alive ?
If so every one should
Sings his own song .

My mistakes are coming back
Haunting my convictions
And turn around my doubtful soul
And talk  to me without words
chills and fears I remain motionless
My mistakes are coming back
Again every night telling me
The truth of a  fallible man
Like one i am  imperfection that fills
my life full of doubt you are welcome
Imperfection be my friend
We will both erase those mistakes
Until doubt regress in my soul
I will be then at ease and wise
And will tell to my mistakes
You are the useful teaching  
The salt  of human life  !

THE LIGHTHOUSE

I will wait for your ultimate light
Oh please ! Wonderful lighthouse
I am a lost sailor on my little boat
In the sea of ​​love and desire
I ask for your help master light
Please save my lonely soul
All i am doing is I loving you
I have  a madly desire for your light
Wonderful Savior, master of light

Goddess you remain
Always wonderful
Your dazzling charm
Writes the words in my head
I only fill  the blanc
With my  fingers hands
To say loudly the prodigious
Your face is like a sun
or equal in bright
I can only love you
Your light fascinates my eyes
I only want to dream
Those Cascading words for
The beautifull with double LL
That give wings to my soul
I fly on the clouds my kinder kingdom
I admire life here down the edge
Of the ****** land that awaits
The vapors of the blue sea
Heaven and his abondant rain
Which waters and fertilizes  
Only Words and still images
In the eyes of Southern kids
Who dream to see the generous sea
Which offers its condensed heat
a rain for the goddess of love!

The révolution river
is diverted from its way
It sinks into the abyss
Mummy loses hearing
Its voice is dead
The city drums a devil music
While  children are playing
A mask and a costume
To play the drama
The west is moving
Towards his tomb Babel
Unite language for faith
A new cult will be born
So begins the story
The ash moving towards its new life
The dove of peace loses its white feathers
The city gives birth to its myths
Macabre laughter will rise from the walls
The bird loses the taste for song
The clock gallops its hours