"Le
Pays Maudit"
Je vis les portes du tribunal
S’ouvrir devant mes yeux inquiets
Je vis les murs de la salle
Drapés de mille drapeaux français
Je vis le juge perruqué
Saisir son lourd maillet laqué
Et moi humble comme Perceval
Devant le Graal tant espéré
Je n’étais plus qu’un animal
Et me suis agenouillé
Alors la sentence est tombée
Et mon regard interloqué
Fixa le juge justicier
Je vis l’enfer à ses cotés
José Langlois
Manosque, France
jose.langlois1@libertysurf.fr
Purchase José's novel: Les éditions le Manuscrit
Translated by JSB. Morse:
"Which Cursed Country" I live with the gates of the court
Opening in front of my anxious eyes
I live with the walls of the room
Draped with a thousand French flags
I live with the wigged judge
Seizing his heavy enameled mallet
And I’m as humble as Perceval
In front of the Grail he sought
I wasn’t an animal anymore
And I knelt
Then the sentence fell
And my worried glance
Fixed on the retributive judge
I live with the hell of his ruling
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