Poème - Douce rivière
Aujourd’hui acculée au mur du silence Je me dresse titubante parmi les flots N’ayant su naviguer ton fleuve de souffrances J’ai dérivé...
Deep within my writing roots
I started writing when I was 12, as I leaned on a tree or sat on a rock in the middle of a field, watching over the sheep as they grazed...
