Citoyens de demain, \u00e0 nos arts, \u00e0 nos bars !<\/p>\n
Jeunes gens, l\u2019amertume coule dans nos gorges
\nSerr\u00e9es par les griffes innommables de honte
\nR\u00e9pandue \u00e0 l\u2019instar de vos si tristes vies.<\/p>\n
Mort sem\u00e9e sera graine de votre d\u00e9clin !<\/p>\n
Les mots ne tueront gu\u00e8re les armes crieuses
\nEt les larmes de Seine ont le rouge col\u00e8re.
\nLorsque terreur habite vos \u00e2mes fertiles,
\nNos moeurs crient libert\u00e9 ; Histoire, souviens-t-en !<\/p>\n
Demain, amour, nous serons dignement fervent.<\/p>\n
Mots crois\u00e9s de balles raisonnantes fluctuent
\nDans l\u2019antre cruelle assombrie de s\u00e9vices
\nAssi\u00e9g\u00e9e d\u2019illusions viol\u00e9es et d\u00e9risoires !
\nInfinie tristesse, h\u00e9las, tu reviens de loin.
\nOh ! Laisse tes chiens tranquilles et dociles.<\/p>\n
Charlie, Romain et les autres, pardon, pardon.<\/p>\n
Demain, vide sera le jour, non sans nos vers !
\nChantez, sc\u00e8nes de rue, salles de rire, enfants,
\nJouez au soleil, propice lueur vitale.
\nLa nuit, r\u00eavez, brillantes \u00e9toiles, dansez ;
\nAiles de joie, \u00e9veillez Paris et ses toits !
\nQuant \u00e0 vous, charognes, tremblez. Vive la paix.<\/p>\n
\u00ab\u00a0Fluctuat nec mergitur \u00bb, ni Dieu, ni ma\u00eetRe.<\/p>\n
\u00a9 Emilie Z\u00e9beRt<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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