Je Suis

I am
Locked up, cramped in my cell
Every day the same coffee but it's time that is
Soluble
Those good deeds we regret
Those mistakes we repeat
In the visiting room, I talk as much to my son as to my reflection

I am
Frozen, I chain drinks and winters
To reassure passersby, they must all think we're
Hibernating
Rocked by the sound of footsteps and the noise of coins in the
Pockets
Between this guy and my dog, I wonder who I'm closer to

I am
Rich, they want me to believe it's a shame
As if I were responsible for all the misery in the world
I owe nothing to anyone, even if money is
Running out
They all want to taste the fruit of the tree I planted

I am
Sick, but I prefer to say future healed
My pupils fixate on the watch needle shining on my
Wrist
Cramped in my body, I look at the world through the
Keyhole
People will say that I only enlarged that of the Social Security

I am
Believer, I am often reproached for being one
I am reproached for my beard, yet I have the same as Jean
Jaurès
I am compared to barbarians I never believed in
The mosques are too small, so sometimes I pray in the
Street

I am
A little lost, my little lungs fill with fresh
Air
Newcomer on Earth
My first tears trigger those of my father
A chance, with my family, I feel in my place
But I don't forget that I could have been born in the room
Opposite

I am
Alone, at the end of a corridor, they don't ask for my opinion
I've aged, so now I have more wrinkles than
Friends
I would like to share my mistakes, share my
Doubts
Sometimes I talk to myself to make sure someone is
Listening
I am
Exhausted, but not for long, I'm sure
The phone ringing, the pressure, have widened my
Wounds
I don't remember the date of my last laughter
I am a man; soon, I will be a memory

I am
Finally here; this land is no longer a mirage
I arrived by boat but mostly by miracle
A new life awaits me here, much calmer and more stable
This morning, I wrote everything is fine on the back of the postcard

I am
Proud; but how to describe to you all that I feel?
When I walk in town, fewer and fewer people
Resemble me
In the elevator, I don't even speak my neighbor's
Language
By planting trees, there will be no more room for our
Roots

I am
Tired, backache and kidney pain
The wrinkles on my face remind me of the mountains where I
Come from
I was lied to, and it's too late that I understood
They say this country is not mine, yet I'm the one who
Built it

I am
Sitting, and fate has made it so I will never get up
In this ocean, I feel like I've always been rowing
A puzzle to get on the bus
Go to work, pass their doors
Often people look at me and answer that it's not their
Fault

I am
Happy, young graduate
Concrete mind, I surprised
Those who dreamed of seeing me give up
My family is far from here, I hope they are proud over
There
I just won the battle my mother had started

I am
Confident, I look at my class a bit too full for me
And I will hold their hand until success
Opens its arms to them
I understood that sometimes adults are lost
Because the biggest lessons, they gave me

I am
Angry; in my neighborhood, we get bored far from the city
We write, we pray, we shout and I have friends who deal
My big brother is unemployed, my buddy makes 5000 a
Month
In college, it's a mess; soon, I'll have to make a choice

I am
Far; what happens at my place doesn't interest many
People
For others, we live a dream, yet often we go around in
Circles
Everything is expensive, with the continent there's like a latency
The beach, the palm trees, but me, I'm not on vacation

I am
Discreet; my father told me not to make waves
My religion: A lighthouse guiding my steps since I set
Sail
It's funny they watch me but do everything to
Teach me a lesson by preventing me from going to class

I am
Worried; towards my faith, many haughty looks
I receive lessons from guys who do nothing for their
Neighbor
Humanity has no more heart, I see the world turning
And changing
And I'm sad to see that there are fewer and fewer people
On Sundays

I am
In love, and I don't see who it concerns
Except me and the one I share my bed with at night
I love him, we slalom between insults and jokes
To think that not long ago I wasn't allowed to offer him a
Ring
I am
Forgotten; my ends of the month are on the edge
It's become rare to go to a restaurant or see a movie
I'm just a number, a vote, a statistic, one
More point in the crowd
I was just born here and I feel like everyone
Doesn't care

I am
An appointment, a coincidence, a soccer match, a wedding
A protest, a birthday, a hug, a fight
A crime scene, a judgment, a laughing child, a
Mistake
A snowy mountain, I am the tip of a writer's
Pen

I am the tears of a departure, I am the warmth of bars
I am a five-star flavor or the fat of a kebab
The lazy, the night owls, the early risers
The complainers, the looks in the metro
A racist uncle, an empty concert, the crisis, the depression that
Tightens the noose

I am excellence, elegance or the hope of a
Birth
These campaigns in silence, these big cities
Immense so dense

I am, a bit of me and a lot of others when I
Think about it
I am
France