Poésie pour le temps courant / Poetry for Current Times

New Born Again

I feel relieved because in all now
I don’t wanna get older
Anything that could happen to me now
Has to be registered
As a point of no gesture

I don’t feel cynical
I don’t feel I have to blame the whole world
I just feel like I am done
And it’s not from sadness or the whirl
Of dementia
As we call the exhausting burden

Let the wind blow for others
Let the magic entrapped in a coincidental fate
Bewitch the blind and unaware newborn from darkness
And handicap the lovers searching for happiness

I have lived my life the rest is a bonus
I have to be patient and await for the end
Without any notice without any pain
I feel like I am born again
But to another world

illustration : William Blake – Nebuchadnezza, 1805