The Following Day After the Feast of St Valentine

It was yesterday Sunday The feast of Saint Valentine's Day We saw passing by classy women with gorgeous hips Dressed up in pink and red All the lovers were walking hand in hand Like actors on the infrared They were smiling and laughing as if they were heading Towards the path to paradise to participate in the feast Mother Nature was also pink and red, calm and at peace. The next day after the feast of Valentine's Day Things don't remain the same Today, we can hardly hear the soft words of 'I love you' That previously echoed in the peaceful streets. Everybody Is going crazy and berserk like a bomb, in seconds Will burst all the buildings and houses in town Oh! Things change and the stars twinkle In the sky full of anguish and stormy clouds Love continues to challenge eternity and spontaneity Lasting only for a few fleeing, fleeting and ephemeral hours After the party, at times it's a resounding defeat or a bitter war. P.S. To quote the Haitian proverb: "Aprè bal tanbou lou"/After the party, the drums are too drunk to walk. Copyright © February 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.