And Lovers Already Gone

Children already grown Kisses already forgotten Plants already flowered Flowers already burgeoned Forests depleted Streams degenerated Hear the desperate cries Feelings already aged Hearts already bruised Souls already alienated And lovers already gone We have nothing left The singing birds The meowing cats Always on our shoulders And the naughty dogs Barking sporadically How presumptuous! How impertinent The past won't come back And time leaves us memories Hidden and huddled under black ice We talk about tomorrow, about the future Ah! Good. That's all we can utter Immediately We can flee to the hills of Zaire Like the elephants. P.S. Translation of ‘Et Des Amours Déjà Partis’ by Hébert Logerie. Copyright © June 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.