Petit-Bois D. Ezechiel

Lawrence, MA

Petit-Bois was 15 when he began writing poetry. He published some of them in his birthtown Port-De-Paijc
( Haiti ) weekly French Alliance paper and by the National Library of Poetry. He's a school teacher, a barber and loves preaching the Gospel of Jesus-Christ. He's now completing two manuscripts entitled: Nightmares Sounds and Serdescendant of a Blackman From Africa. He was inspired to write: Farewell to the bystander the very day of Diana's tragedy- saw a huge dark shadow spreading over the world. He dedicates it to all her friends and her children

Farewell of the Bystander!

Farewell, farewell he said!
Today... the temple of Diana was profaned and collapsed
What a sacrilege!!!
Tomorrow... Jupiter will bitterly weep
What a savage!!!
The clouds fold themselves, the weather becomes very cross
And Feus is extremely angy
The rain won't stop falling over the tulips
But dryness will soon by grin.
The wholde wales this morning
plunges into mourning
The whole world then, surprised
Bemonas, while death smiles.
Diana, queen of the seas
Mystery of the Four Winds
Legend of the space and the time
Here is paradise for all benefactors
Lean on the tender arms of your beloved
As the bell rang, go, go, with peace
still young
Blossom at the Feet of God...

America

Fifty-two stars
Constellate in your firmament
Fifty-two standards
Flap over this fortress and regiments,
Bravo America, bravo!
Seven letters say, hello! to you America
Bravo America, bravo!
Sound you bugle
Trumpet the scream of the old eagle
Around the world goes it's echoes
Gather all the nation
Talk to your people among strong ovations
Let them know what's your passion
Your diaderm is victory
Run...run with courage towards more and more victory
Go...go upper the clouds. Watch the world
Never forget your sharp sword
Wear, dear queen your crown
Be so good to put on the sign of your fights and fearlessness
Bravo America. Bravo!