God laughs when fools behave like racists
All persecuted individuals are His children
God laughs when a few are obviously chosen
And receive preferential treatment under the basis
That the lighter complexion is superior and better.
God created one race. The same blood flows like a river
In all God’s children veins. This blood is red, not amber
God laughs when a few are obviously chosen
All persecuted individuals are His children
The lighter shade is neither superior nor better.
Fools love to divide, to disunite in order to conquer
God laughs when extremists comport themselves like fools
God does not like when his children are treated like tools
All persecuted individuals are His children
God laughs when a few are deliberately chosen.
Copyright © May 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
That was the Wish.
That was the desire to shape.
That was the prayer to Almighty.
Waves continue to hug the shore.
Each time it comes near the earth,
The shore spreads its hands, accepts each wave
Like, a mother holds a child,
each time she comes to her
for seeking warmth and love.
At high tides the waves with full youth and vigor
races to shore to embrace with full energies.
The shore reciprocates the passion.
They meet.
And wait for next love.
The united souls remain in peace.
The prayer of shore to God
that waves to love her only.
From time immemorial,
the blessings fulfilled.
So long seas remain,
none can disunite loving souls.
Let history be the guidelines of our time to remain united.
Our border in the region is only if we do not go visit our neighborhood.
There is no barrier.
We are in Nusantara will remain united.
There is no race and religion that could disunite us.
Nature City
17 March 2015
*Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna
I am your devotee
I know and feel the pains of others
Keep me doing well to others
And let not ego or pride enter my mind.
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna
As your devotee
Never speak ill of others
Disdain greed and avarice
Respect women as I respect my mother.
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna
As your devotee
I never indulge in lies
Lust and anger not my forte
For the salvage of my family.
Hare Ram, Hare Ram
Lead me from despair to hope
Fear to trust, from hate to love
From false to truth, war to peace.
As your true devotee I know
Birth is suffering, old age is suffering,
Disease is suffering, death is suffering,
Unite me not with the unpleasant
Disunite me not from the pleasant.
Peace, Peace, Peace, Peace, Peace.
Krishna and Ram are the incarnations of God in Hindu religion.
(Hare meaning O')
December 12, 2014
Form: Free Verse (Rhythmic)
Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest: Rock Me around.. by Sheri Freshonke Harper