We Are All Passing Like A Shadow

We are all passing like a shadow Like the clouds in the stygian sky Today, we are all present In a short time, we'll be absent We are all travelers down here Seeking fixed spots where happiness Is permanent and eternal. In this life We walk like demented ants And run like lost lynxes on the plains Our last stop remains vague and uncertain. The routines are the same under the firmament The gestures are the same, not really different The rooster crows every morning and never forgets To do so. We are tirelessly searching for peace Which torments us. Man always disremembers That he is a passenger who lives nowhere Man is a visitor, since one of these days The soul will leave the lifeless body homeless To the most devastating and criminal worms Dear friends, earth is not the safe and eternal place. Copyright © May 2020, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.