English translation from French Creole
I don’t know why
my neighbor’s son’s kite
got stuck on an almond tree
why his little corpse is lying
flat on the concrete
eyes open
I don’t understand
why the rain never stops
playing silly games with deluges;
why rivers spit up death
on people’s roofs
Nobody remembers
the color of the car that clipped
five young kids
in Carrefour Marin
one Wednesday morning
I am not eager to know
why
don’t tell me life and death walk abreast
I am not eager to know
of any compromise between ugliness
and stars in the sky
Philosophers, please let me be.
All I know is that
the sea is not more beautiful
more birds are not flying in the sky
just because a fierce devil called corona
is spreading despair.
Don’t tell me any lies
don’t try to blow my mind
I don’t wish to understand
why the earth is spinning until our heads bleed
All I know
young boys do not grow in just one morning
little girls do not flourish from the rain
No one can say I lie
when I say
People are not flowers