Try harder

Grey winter sky
Like ashes.
So many people parading in the streets
Not enough.
Big words of liberty an unity
Said too lightly.
Proving they were wrong
To dead men.
Proud hearts and minds
Following the crowds.
Call for change
Others should bring about.
Hope of great deeds to be done
Too little
Too late.
Less than half
of half
of half
of half
a country
Feels concerned.

I hope that the end of the story won’t be
Not enough, not from me, too little, too late.
The end of the story
Should always be Hope

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A warning: the first condescending comment about “poor old Europe or small weak France we’ll help you get out of this” will not be appreciated. (Needless to say neither will the next ones but I doubt there’ll be any right?)

I haven’t posted for a while, for numerous reasons… but I’m back at least for a while 🙂