We're Born We Grow Up, Then We Die

We're born We eat On the fringes, like an angel We drink tea, wine, coffee, milk Beer, champagne and water We change our skin From time to time We live in the wind And we grow up like a peacock We suffer and we rejoice Life is not heaven But a different thing We enjoy the charms of Mother Nature It rains, it snows, the sun shines And even lights up the depth of the well The moon, in the sky, far from the dazzling stars Charms and caresses the feathers, the veils Of the wandy birds that live on the wings of the clouds We travel We swear We age We celebrate countless birthdays Then we die We laugh and we weep On the way to the cemetery This is the reality of life What a parody! What a comedy! What a dichotomy! P.S. Happy Birthday to my friend Poet and Radiophonist, Lociano Benjamin. Copyright © November 19,2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.