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Bama, let them criticize

The speech that you made in Germany
Was excellent, astounding and amazing.
Your critics are blinded by bias and by jealousy.
Most of them are still living
Under the old virulent past.
Some racists and sore losers will never change
No matter what non-whites do. At last,
You just emerged and they find strange
That somebody like you can energize and excite
So many decent and open-minded individuals.
Let them criticize, let them talk, let them rant.
This time, they can only blame themselves
If you don’t become the next President
Of the old U.S.A. You are out of sight
To use a colloquial or a vernacular term.
You are re-writing the human history.
I believe there is one race, one germ.
Ignore your critics and let them hide behind the ugly tree.
Some people will never change no matter what.
Some have no conscience and no common sense.
It is unimaginable for a non-white to do something like that;
I am elated and very proud of your presence
On the political scene. You went to Israel and to Palestine.
You visited many friendly and unfriendly countries.
You are a proud American and a true Citizen
Of the world. You are building more bridges
For humankind and I pray that you’ll win in November.
May God bless you and help the dissenters see clearer.
All of us can really change and improve everything for the better.
We all shall overcome and all of US shall open wide the barrier.

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Obama, you have a big family

More than 18 million proud Americans
Voted for you.
Billions of your fellow men and women
Listened to your acceptance speech
And watched you
Tonight.
Obama, you have a big family.
You are writing and re-writing history.
Hillary and Bill Clinton unleashed
A barrage of truths about our current plight.
Biden, Dean, Kerry and others let the dog out
And all eligible voters shout:
“Obama, you have a big family”.
Senator McCain is a good man;
Being a good soldier and decent;
He should remain in the Senate’s den
To help you govern and command
This great country. He is a good combatant;
He is going to understand.
Obama, you have a big family.
The whole American family is behind you,
Some members just love secrecy.
You know how it is; nevertheless many love you.
Obama, you have a big family.
“The dream shall never die”, said once, Ted.Kennedy.
Bama, the entire world is your family.
King’s dream is alive, that’s the American dream.
We are strong and united. You are like a beam
Of hope for a better tomorrow.
With your vigor and energy, there is no sorrow.
Obama, you have a big family
Millions are waiting to vote again,
Millions are dreaming
Of you winning, winning
The AMERICAN PRESIDENCY.
Obama, you have a big family
You are already an indisputable winner,
You are already a great leader.
No matter what November will bring,
You will remain a sibling.
May God bless America,
May God bless you and the whole family.
You are not the panacea,
You are the head of the family.
Obama, you have a big family.

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Tear Down The Walls

Tear Down the Walls

That was a powerful statement
Made by a serious President.
These words changed the continents
And the whole world.
Those words made a lot of sense
To the young and the old.
That was back then,
Why now, more walls are being erected?
I guess, we, humans,
Never learned from our shortsighted
Experience due to selfishness,
Greed, hypocrisy, and weakness.
There is always a humane way
To encircle the heavens with your concrete walls
And your venomously man-made bay.
No matter how tall
Is your fence, you cannot stop the air
From traveling and twirling in the atmosphere.
You cannot stop the waves from caressing the shore.
You cannot stop the volcanoes from burning the floor.
All walls will come down one day.
All chiefs will return penniless to the alley
Of death, where vitam aeternam is a laughing matter;
When Mom speaks, you better listen to Mother.
Brother against brother, sister against sister,
Nation against nation, the universe belongs to my brother,
To my sister and to all of us; it does not matter
Where you were born;
The sound of the horn
Will disintegrate your soul when the time comes.

Tear down the walls and plant colorful mums.

P.S. Happy 20th. Anniversary Germany

Copyright© July 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
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Now, We Have Our President

The man inside the beast
Is our beloved President.
Yes, it is our President,
He is a man of Peace,
Decency, competence,
Courage and sheer intelligence.
Now, it is going to be easier
To digest the nocturnal events:
The news, the commentaries and the comics.
Not all of us are criminals and lunatics.
We have somebody with bright ideas
Who’s making smart decisions for our country.
Now, we have our President,
The mental humiliation, the constant
Discrimination should diminish.
The big fish
Who’s accustomed to rant
And roamed the streets will have to pay rent.
Now, it is going to be easier
To digest the nocturnal events,
The news, the commentaries and the comics.
We will prosecute the raucous caciques
Lawfully and put them at ease,
Where they can learn to respect the family.
Now, we have our President,
We are going to gather every body
Under the welcoming tent,
Where the color of our body
Will not matter,
Where the content of our character
Is the only required criterion.
Oh! Brother Martin,
And our ancestors must be happy,
Where they are resting solemnly.

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Protect Our Children

We want Peace
For our children in the Middle East
From Israel to Lebanon
From Congo to Gabon
From the West to the East
We want Peace
Not stupid wars
Not obnoxious outlaws
Big guns can only kill
Big tanks can only distill
Pain, misery and death
We want Peace on Earth
We want Peace everywhere
We abhor injustice and terror
We want Peace in the North
We want Peace in the South
Our innocent children are being killed
Our fellow human beings are being killed
It is a big deal, it a sick and sad thing
We don’t want to hear bang, bang
We want to hear people laugh
Not cry, not suffer and swimming in a blood bath
We want friends to be happy and elated
Not being tortured and executed
We want Peace
For our children in the Middle East
We want Peace in the North
We want Peace in the South
There is one God, there is one Love
Let’s protect our children and each other
There is one God, there is one Love
Let’s pray for Peace and let's love each other
We want Peace and Love for every one
From Israel to Lebanon
We want absolute Protection for children
We want Hope for our fellow men and women.

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To My Brother Who Looks Different Than Me

The first time, we met; you treated me,
Like a sibling, like a brother.
It was friendship; it was love at first sight;
In a very short time, you became my faithful mentor,
The good shepherd despite your prestigious might.

You do not discriminate against anybody;
You are the man that I yearn to emulate:
The consummate professional, the prelate,
Who fights the right battle, and who, eventually,
Won justice for your sanity and for others.

When we worked together, you were not perfect,
However, I could rely in you and trusted your ways;
You had a way of dealing with the imperfect
World, you had a way to warn me of the dangers.

A man can love another man for his good character,
For good morale, and unblemished behaviors.
Even now, you are still a brother, not an actor;
You remain frank and truthful with me all the time.

My brother, you were the perfect employer,
You stood by me in good time and in bad time.
When things got tough with the impostors,
I stood by you, because I knew that you were innocent;
Because I knew that you had strong work ethics
.
God has a way of protecting people, who are decent;
Family men like you and me,
Quality men like you and me.
Even though that we look very different
From each other;
You will forever
Remain my beloved brother.
I thank you for your understanding,
You are my star; I thank you for everything.

Copyright © February 2009 Hebert Logerie, All rights reserved
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Senseless Killing

I saw your sons and daughters today at church;
They were carrying the holy wine, the holy bread,
The chalice, the cross and your sins.

They were not too happy, you killed their mother,
For nonsense, because of your ignorance.
Killing is never acceptable, violence
Should be denounced and rejected.

The children were beautiful at church
Without you, the fool who killed senselessly,
Brainlessly; the zombie which should have remained
Dead in the dungeon of Frankenstein.

May you rot in your deservedly filthy cell;
Your first class seat is reserved in hell;
May your blood burn without fire.
And may your eyes remain wide open, during your entire
Residency in the morbid house of Dr. Halloween Stein.

Copyright © August 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
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“Mounts and Valleys of Love” and “ Monts et Vallées de l’Amour”
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The Facts of Life

I have been hired
I have been fired
I have been rehired
I have been refired
I have been discriminated against
And I have learned a lot since
I have been loved
And shoved
Off the skate board
Thanks God, My Lord
Has been with me all along
That’s why I love to sing His song.

I have been wrong
And I have been right
Stay tight
I cannot be played like a ping pong
Ball
You have the gall
And I have the guts
To tell you that under my huts
I will not be defeated
I will fight until death
I am not conceded
‘Cause I have a lot of faith
Things will get better
And our world will be safer.

Keep on firing
Keep on humiliating
Lying, abusing
And discriminating
Your turn to be fired
Is just around the corner
You’ll be tired
Old and weaker
You’ll be fired from the face of the earth
You’ll have to leave everything behind
Your new rebirth
Will blow off your mind
You’ll know the true meaning of fired
And rehired.

Copyright© May 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
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Only See Colored People

This can be extremely controversial,
Educational, and inspirational.
This can be hard for a lot of you
To swallow.

This is absolutely colorful,
Revolutionary, and masterful.
This is about what’s real and true;
This is about the rainbow.

I have seen Caucasians
Never white people.
I have seen Asians
Never yellow people.
I have seen Indians
Never red people.
I have seen Indians
Never brown people.
I have seen Africans
Never black people
I have seen Americans
Never purple people.
This is very fascinating;
Most of us fall somewhere, on the darn chart,
While others act dumb and ignorant, not smart
To realize that the string,
The blood, the organs, which link us together,
Are more important than the false beliefs
Or creeds, which we have espoused at the dawn of all myths.
We are worse than imagined and can be better,
If we honestly look in the mirror,
And ask many pertinent questions about ourselves:
Who are we? Where are we stored on the shelves?
Are we part of the joy or part of the terror? …

I ponder
And wonder.
I imagine and I guess.

I only see colored guests
On the planet
And colored fish in the net.
This is real and true,
Nevertheless the rainbow is about you,
And me; and all of us
Thrown naked on the cross.

Copyright© September 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of four poetry books:
“Sparkles of Love” and “Etincelles de l’Amour”
“Mounts and Valleys of Love” and “Monts et Vallées de l’Amour”
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You Are a Leader

You are a leader
Not a follower.
A date is a date,
Go for the debate.
Whatever happened
To their financial revolution?
I thought that they could find solution
To the country who is saddened
And scared at their “laissez-faire” mentality:
No common sense regulations for the economy.
What happened to Rush and Hannity?
Let them swim in ignominy.

You go to Washington
Not as an Uncle Tom,
But as a real leader,
A great debater,
A man with extraordinary common sense,
And a patriot who will accept no cents
From corrupted lobbyists.
You and your team can remove the country
From this egregious economic abyss;
For too long, they have been lying and messy.
This is tough time, the nation
Expects you to lead intelligently with passion,
Not with voodoo economic theories.
You are expected to cut down the bad trees,
So we can start clean, fresh and anew.
You are chosen among the few
In this critical juncture to be a leader,
NOT A BUSINESS AS USUAL FOLLOWER.
They put the nation in pain,
They put the world in a bin;
You are expected to get us out of this elephant’s mess.
You are brilliant; you are going to do your very best.
You are a leader
Not a follower.
A date is a date,
Go for the debate.

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Presidential Honeymoon

(The First 100 Days)

While the honeymoon
Is still going on,
And in the late afternoon,
The whole world is looking at
Every detail like an inquisitive moon,
Like an aggressive and ferocious big cat,
All need to be patient, all need to understand,
All must cooperate, all must comprehend
That you have a very difficult job;
At times, you’ll have to make tough and ranching decisions,
You will undoubtedly be mobbed
By a vociferous press and you’ll be watched by many nations
Seeking for solutions that they cannot provide to their own people.
At a glance, the air changes from clear to blue and from blue to purple.
Your responsibilities are enormous,
And every one is looking for quick and easy solutions.
The universe knows that you are bright, generous,
Dedicated, and you are capable of solving hieroglyphic equations,
However, unforeseen events can occur at the wrong time,
Where there is no quick and easy answer to inevitable crisis.
At the dawn of this crossroad, we need to pray for you all the time,
We need to faithfully believe in your genius.
Belligerent dictators are going to start war,
Devious militants are going to format terroristic acts,
So forth and so on, you must always be at par,
To deal effectively with countless inconceivable mishaps.
Oh! May God bless you and hoping that even the doubters we’d trust you,
Understand your natural common sense, and admire your courage,
“Cause the challenge is daunting and every page
Will be turned with the utmost care. Loving you
Is not going to be enough, the road ahead is treacherous,
The task is overwhelming; we hope that you’ll remain magnanimous,
While the honeymoon
Is going on
And even after the sun
Burns the angels of the afternoon.

Copyright © April 2009 Hebert Logerie, All rights reserved
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Love/Hate

I was a mess in my open eyed youth
I grew up thinking
What's good for one, oppresses the other
It's my turn, my life, my way, mine, me
It made me crazy
I couldn't fight it
I couldn't wait to get away
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
It's sister and brother, mother and daughter
Father, son, husband, wife, thing
It's drugs, it's hunger
It's race, sex, and government
Any way you look at it, you're part of it, you know it
The wrong inside you, can't get it right
You might as well get on the train
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
The screen is so white, and it's so big
It's hard to get over the feeling, you're losing your mind
You offer the usher your ticket
You open your soda, see what guy you're sitting behind
You get excited, the lights go down
You get a > on the plane
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
It's a war
All the give and take
It's a war
All the love and hate
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change

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Tiger, My Brother…

Tiger
My brother
Come out to play
Come out in May
To play
Come out of the woods
To play with the Dudes
We all understand that the cheerleaders
Are attractive, sexy and bootylicious
We all understand that they have the powers
The tricks, the seducing and dangerous
Weapons of mass destruction to destroy men
You are not alone, you are human
Man like you and I are fallible
All men are sinkable
No matter how great that we think we can swim
This mess is about you, him
And I, and all of us
Nowadays, it is impossible to trust
Anybody. The others are after one thing…
You know what I mean
You know where we have been
They are all after something
They all love dirt, trash
They all want to flash, smash,
Crash, bash your reputation
Amidst this confusion
I understand that it is natural to hide
However, after awhile, my brother; wind, tides
And waves will calm down
And the uproars will slow down
When you regain pride
Composures and strength. Right now lies
Truths and hypocrisies
Are intertwined.

After the Hula twitters dined
It would be safer to come out to play
Tiger
My brother
Today
Is another day
You should come out
To shed light and spray water on the drought.
The paparazzi and the media will cry: hurrah, hurrah
After the friendly chat with Oprah
Don’t be afraid to come out of the woods
The brothers and sisters from the hoods
Already forgave you
They understand and support you
You should come out to play
Today is another day
Tiger
My brother
You should come out to play.

Copyright© December 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
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“Mounts and Valleys of Love” and “Monts et Vallées de l’Amour”

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The Lonesome Traveler

The Lonesome Traveler
(Dedicated to a very good friend)

The weather was foggy and the sky in tears
You, snoozing in your crib, as though, all were perfect.
Clean shaved and yet well dressed; in your isolated heart,
You were ready to pass through the clouds in peace.

For the past years, you felt highly submissive,
And one of these days, you'd have no choice but to reach heaven.
Oh! It is sad to take off alone.
Oh! It is strange that all will forget you, once they leave.

Living, you loved flowers, women, and bust;
I wonder how you're going to deal with new realities,
Because in a few, you'll become dust
That can nourish the air, the flowers and the bees.

The weather was gray and misty this autumnal day,
It was sad to witness your sentence at the sepulture;
At once, you were well wrapped up by Mother Nature.
In this morbid and monotonous universe, you went astray…

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Tribute to Aimé Césaire

One must be really like you from the native country to comprehend,
One must be truly like me from the tropical country to understand,
And to feel at this very moment the stinging lashes
Unjustly burning the flesh of our ancestors to ashes.

One must be in our skin; one must have our blood,
And have walked under the hot sun of bad weathers
To understand the long moaning of our soul,
The suffering of our people and the miseries of our ladies.

In my heart, you remain, ad vitam aeternam, one of the fathers of negritude,
Which has inspired your children scattered all over
The world. Today, you're gone and I'm sad. I still feel the iron collar

Of slavery smothering, strangling, and suffocating me,
And the kicks of the iron boots of this sad and inhumane history.
Brave Poet! Many thanks! May God welcome you in His Beatitude!

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A Changer Change

A change we need
A change I believe in
A change starting with me
A change starting with you
A change capable of changing the old rules
That change will modify
Our messed up world
If we believe in it
And start acting
On the little we can afford
To impact in it
That change is
Our real chance to grow,
That change is
Our quest to right all wrongs,
That change is
Our ability to stand united
And face our problems
That change is our opportunity
To prove critics wrong
That change is our legendary
For unborn generations
That change is us
Together we’ll better our world
Together we can,
Yes we can!

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Americas Presidential Race

America! America!
The presidential race is on
America! America!
History is made when the race is won

The President is about to be displaced
These words are spoken with a lightface
In this little head, thoughts fight for space
Looking for evidence and clues to trace

Who can outpace?
Who can outrace?
Who can deliver not grass but grace?
As the president is about to be replaced

The agenda could be gender
In a political race of all races
The winner could be older and bolder
In this political footrace
Who does America embrace?
Which candidates do the people erase?

Who cares?
Who fears?
This change is about to and will take place
As the president is about to be replaced

No one cares if he is black or white
Or if the other man is too old to fight
No one cares if she is a woman
It is either the democrats or the republicans
Anyone can emerge as that political face
As the president is about to be displaced

America! America!
The presidential race is on
America! America!
History is made when the race is won

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Brave Crusaders

They all want to try and change this World,
They are young and full of great ideas,
They think they have all the answers too,
They feel just like the heroic Musketeers.
But gradually, in time, they tend to find,
These plans have been badly left undone,
And so many people, who have gone before,
Have tried, but not one single soul has won.
For history will invariably follow history,
And conflicts everywhere will never change,
Always the hate, always wars and slaughter,
It's nothing new, remarkable or strange.

They all want to try and change this World,
This time they say, 'now we will show you how',
But with dissolution, a stream of brave crusaders,
Will come and stand and sadly take their bow.
Each creative and imaginative proud scholar,
However keen he may be in himself,
Will never find the solution or the answer,
For history will always repeat itself.
They are not lacking in their stalwart courage,
Or in their enthusiasm's eager zest,
But if they think that they can change this World,
Then, they must be picturing our future life with jest.

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My People Have Suffered …

My people have suffered
Before dawn and throughout the thickness of the night.
My people have been conquered
And kidnapped by innuendoes and by fright.

My people have been exploited
Under the bright light of the moon.
My people have been humiliated
Under the hellish glare of the sun.

Who are my people? They are the rejected ones
Of this society: the physically weak siblings,
Who don’t enjoy winters and springs;
The sad ones who are always under the guns.

My people will truly wake up one day,
Under the gleeful eyes of darkness.
My people will indeed rise up one day.
My people will plant the seeds of fairness.

My people will spray the aroma of love
Everywhere.
My people will spread its wings like the dove
Flying in fresh air.

My people are beautiful inside and out.
My people are patient like the hypnotized tiger.
The struggle has not been easy, the last bout
Will be ferocious in front of Mother Nature.

My people are steadfast, they will never lose.
Strong and humiliated underdogs always win;
They always beat the odds and the fools.
True champions are always compassionate under the sun.

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Changing For Them

Some people do it to be popular,
Some people do it for closure,
I for one am not a fan of change,
It forces you to act strange and rearrange,
Sue me,
Tell me I’m not a proper member of society,
But someone has to stand up and stop this monstrosity,
Why change yourself,
something that is so unique,
why,
just to be poplular and chic,
your personality has taken a life time to build,
don’t change it for the public,
just put up a shield,
I hate when people change so they can be disguised,
But you should just let the world see you for yourself,
Please just realize,
You don’t have to cover up your true self,
Don’t be afraid,
Especially by people who have your integrity caged,
It’s not a matter of fitting in,
But a matter of surviving life,
so why let them win that strife,
you’ve worked too hard to get to this point,
all it takes to screw it up is smoking a joint,
even if you’ve experimented before,
it's the past,
let it be a closed door,
you learn from your mistakes and all your inadequacies,
so change your life for the better,
change it positively,
I’m not saying you have to follow my advice,
But next time your with your “friends” think twice,
Only you carry the key to your future,
So also remember you are the only person responsible for your failures.

poem by Krissy Sosa
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