Us

So much suffering,
Can we heal one day?
Numbness and pettiness
All around.
How can we rise
And stand?
We’re so helpless.
Yet, something shines within.
Let’s pay attention,
Something feels real.
Something faces fear,
Heal the scars,
And overcome death.
Life is all right,
Once you put down all the masks.
We just breathe together.
No need to breathe more or better…
Just respect one another.
We’re all together in this life,
Whether we like it or not.
Embracing Love is the solution.
‘’Us’’ and ‘’They’’ is the problem,
No matter who is ‘’Us’’,
Who is ‘’they’’…
Life is about a Greater Us,
For the better or for the worse…
I’ve chosen my side!

ML (2026)

Fraternité

Comment faire comprendre
A chacun,
Que l’identité est un chemin,
Une trajectoire.
Accueillir l’Autre,
C’est s’ouvrir à Soi.
Se reconnaître en l’Autre,
Miroir du Moi.
Comment guérir le fiel
Qui empoisonne nos contrées ?
Travaillons à ce que la fierté
Devienne gratitude.
Merci pour ce que l’on est.
Reconnaissance,
Naissance à travers l’Autre,
Epanouissement,
S’enrichir de la différence.
La diversité du multiple
Mène à l’Amour de l’Un.
Comment faire comprendre
A chacun,
Que nous sommes uniques,
Par essence.
Nos origines et nos contextes
Nous conditionnent,
Mais ne nous définissent pas.
Liberté du devenir,
Malgré les pesanteurs de l’existant.
L’Amour rend libre,
Son absence emprisonne les âmes.
Partager la connaissance,
Vivre en Amour,
Vivre en Joie,
Le reste ne nous appartient pas.

ML (2026)

Share the Joy

I love to hug books
And read people.
I love stories.
I don’t care if they are true,
I care about their truth.
What waves are they riding?
Waves of peace and mystery,
Love and questioning?
Or the bitter wave of ideology,
Religion, or whatever belief…
Vanity.
Words are tools.
Stories are spaces.
We are the visitors
Responsible for the meaning.
I love to hug people,
Feel their energy.
I love reading books
To experience new meetings.
Life is an encounter
With oneself and the others.
We are the other:
That’s what we need to discover
If we aim for true respect.
I love riding books
And meeting people.
A same frenzy of life,
Opening the vision
Stimulating empathy,
To weave together a human Odyssey
Filled with Joy and dignity.

ML (2025)

South Park

We live in a South Park episode,
Drawn with shaky lines
And too much background noise.
I write my small script on my side,
In the corner of the storyboard,
Surrounded by chaos.

I meet mostly kind characters:
Colorful, clever, and oddly sincere.
But the top-billed ones?
Each one madder than the other.

We live inside a projection,
And we’re the directors
Of our own perceptions.
We choose the angle,
The zoom, the filter, the cut,
Trying not to drown in images.

How much subconscious
Leaks through each frame
In the film of our lives?
What can we bring to the light?
Which emotions, what stories?
Which unscripted take
Might awaken our senses,
And feed our sense of wonder?

We all live in South Park.
Each of us a new character,
Never seen before,
Never seen again.
Each of us drawn differently,
Funny and pathetic,
Lovely and absurd.
A cast of divine cartoons,
Trying to color inside the lines
Of infinity.

ML (2025)