Humanity Passes On Like The Clouds Poem by Hebert Logerie

We pass on and move like the clouds
And we scream and squawk like the beasts
As if we were powerful and eternal
Like the universal and exceptional fire.

Dictators spend and pass like the water streams
Listen to the Angelus; the children are making their last trip
In an hour, the sparrows will be under the foliage
Until the end of the twilight, when the weather will be fine.

We live in the shadow of death
No one is spared in this chimerical world
Surely, we are all unfair and unique
Nevertheless, we will suffer the same fate.

Copyright © April 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.