I bathed, one day, in the Dead Sea,
My belly floated like a piece of wood
The water was so salty, it stung the skin
It was necessary to go out and take a good shower,
I have not known Jesus, me, nor Jean Baptiste,
I have not known Simon, nor the small fishermen,
I have not been a saint, nor seen silver nets,
I have let the sun do its work of sun,
I bathed, one day, on the Dead Sea,
Between Syria and Palestine, looking at Israel pure,
My belly floated like a piece of wood
The fame of the place, has enlightened my soul.
Je me suis baigné, un jour, dans la Mer Morte,
Mon ventre flottait comme un bout de bois,
L’eau était si salée, qu’elle piquait la peau
Il fallut en sortant prendre une bonne douche,
Je n’ai pas Connu Jésus, moi, ni Jean Baptiste,
Je n’ai pas connu Simon, ni les petits pêcheurs,
Je n’ai pas vu de saint, ni de filets d’argent,
J’ai laissé le soleil faire son œuvre de soleil,
Je me suis baigné, un jour, sur la Mer Morte,
Entre Syrie et Palestine, regardant Israël la pure,
Mon ventre flottait comme un bout de bois,
La renommée de l’endroit, a éclairé mon âme.
Jean Baptiste Greuze truth to tell
his art stories are still known well
The French revolution was his downfall
dying in poverty his final call
~~~T H E I N T R E P I D P E G A S U S~~~
Star angels, dance within the quartered, light,
Of lunars rise, the age of Virgos' flight,
Sense its need for virtuous surrender,
And abandon Dragon's breathing thunder,
Phasing anew splits the night horizon,
For the course exposed to half, has brightened,
Some dynamic tempo, magically,
Whereto, the expanse defies gravity,
Ventures beyond dusk and stretches for dawn,
Greets the vested midst the foes, thereupon,
Enters Pegasus who stomps and stresses,
North Star alights as hooved clouds releases,
Whilst spread wings flick and cast flight, Pegasus,
Then heralds the advent of Genesis.
Date: 08/30/2019
howmanysyllables
14 x a perfect 10
***The entitled suggested background music to read to...
(none fiction)
My name is Nagella Jean-Baptiste
I am from the Caribbean far away
Oh yes! of course I am legal resident in America.
I did not come in the USA illegally.
My childhood was not perfect, but it was fun and funny as can be.
I am close to a midget for I am 4 Feet.
My dad gave me my birth name.So yes it is precious to me.
My mother is there but harderly,people say I look like her, I believe them for l met her.
My older sister, well! she's just being a sister what can I say.
Am I married? No.for I never had my first communion.
But when or if I decide to get married. I know the person I am meant to be with I will do it just for him. Marriage will be well.when I turn 70.
Right now all this don't matter. For what's more important is my son I love so dearly. Bless it be.
For being incorrect and insane,
Your ideas are shared commonly.
Perhaps you should have stuck with
Invertebrates and botany…
Despite common belief, you argued
That life was not fixed,
And that through observation of generations
They could see this.
Darwin had a great basis,
Thanks to you:
When an environment changes,
Organisms change, too.
But thoughts and theories once held true
Are often proven incorrect.
A giraffe cannot make its offspring taller
Just by straining its neck.
Something that once was widely liked
Is now seen as insanity.
Perhaps the search for definitive answers
Is really only vanity?
Baptiste is not coming back
He is gone for good
ICE was always on his track
He did all he could
Baptiste mother cries, he's gone
They took him from the early dawn
His gone for good
He did all he could
He worked, he made no troible, went
To church and both tithe and rent
Baptiste is not coming back
Easy to find because he was black
Bought that house in a white place
O Baptiste was an honor to his race.