{"id":190,"date":"2025-12-27T08:29:10","date_gmt":"2025-12-27T07:29:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/asimon.eu\/blog\/?p=190"},"modified":"2025-12-27T08:29:10","modified_gmt":"2025-12-27T07:29:10","slug":"on-narrete-pas-les-nuages","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/asimon.eu\/blog\/poemes\/on-narrete-pas-les-nuages\/","title":{"rendered":"On n&rsquo;arr\u00eate pas les nuages"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-ugb-container ugb-container ugb-container--width-small ugb-8c81b15 ugb-container--v2 ugb-container--design-basic ugb-main-block ugb--hide-mobile\"><style>.ugb-8c81b15-wrapper.ugb-container__wrapper{padding-top:0 !important;padding-bottom:0 !important;background-attachment:fixed;background-image:url(https:\/\/asimon.eu\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/sunset-2570443_1280.jpg)}.ugb-8c81b15-wrapper > .ugb-container__side{padding-top:35px !important;padding-bottom:35px 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ugb-4e4fb7e-content-wrapper\">\n<p><em>Gris et rose<\/em><br><em>couleur de vies \u00e0 la d\u00e9rive<\/em><br><em>rouge du sang et noir du deuil<\/em><br><em>blanc des pages qui restent \u00e0 \u00e9crire<\/em><br><em>passe le train fou des nuages.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Ils viennent du bout du monde<\/em><br><em>pouss\u00e9s par le souffle br\u00fblant de l&rsquo;enfer.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Ils vont par des voies improbables<\/em><br><em>ignorants des fronti\u00e8res<\/em><br><em>laissant choir ci et l\u00e0<\/em><br><em>quelques humains hagards<\/em><br><em>\u00e9chou\u00e9s par hasard<\/em><br><em>en terre inconnue,<\/em><br><em>bless\u00e9s parfois, affam\u00e9s souvent,<\/em><br><em>malades.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Leurs yeux n&rsquo;ont plus de larmes<\/em><br><em>mais leur coeur bat encore<\/em><br><em>obstin\u00e9ment.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Sur leur passage, des poings se l\u00e8vent,<\/em><br><em>des mains se tendent.<\/em><br><em>Qu&rsquo;on les d\u00e9teste ou qu&rsquo;on les aime<\/em><br><em>on aurait tant voulu rester<\/em><br><em>heureux, tranquilles, entre nous.<\/em><br><em>Des malheurs, des malheureux, des profiteurs de tout poil,<\/em><br><em>nous en avions d\u00e9j\u00e0 \u00e0 revendre.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Mais ils sont arriv\u00e9s<\/em><br><em>et soudain le monde vacille.<\/em><br><em>Haro sur le migrant, halte \u00e0 la menace !<\/em><br><em>Vite, des murs, des prisons<\/em><br><em>et des coups de pieds au cul !<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Mais le train des nuages ne s&rsquo;arr\u00eate pas:<\/em><br><em>on n&rsquo;arr\u00eate pas les nuages.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Le malheur des autres a cess\u00e9 de faire notre bonheur.<\/em><br><em>Il d\u00e9barque chez nous,<\/em><br><em>nous pouvons le voir<\/em><br><em>en face;<\/em><br><em>mais l&rsquo;image qu&rsquo;il nous renvoie<\/em><br><em>nous n&rsquo;en voulons pas.<\/em><br><em>nous ne voulons pas voir que tout ce malheur est le prix<\/em><br><em>que d&rsquo;autres doivent payer<\/em><br><em>pour&nbsp; notre prosp\u00e9rit\u00e9.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Alors on ferme les yeux<\/em><br><em>encore plus fort;<\/em><br><em>on se force \u00e0 croire qu&rsquo;on peut arr\u00eater les nuages,<\/em><br><em>que des murs suffiront.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Ils ne suffiront pas.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>D\u00e9sormais par milliers des mains se tendent<\/em><br><em>qui l\u00e9zardent les murs<\/em><br><em>et entrouvrent les yeux.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Entre les nuages gris et roses,<\/em><br><em>couleur de vies \u00e0 la d\u00e9rive,<\/em><br><em>rouge du sang et noir du deuil,<\/em><br><em>ou blanc de pages qui restent \u00e0 \u00e9crire,<\/em><br><em>peu \u00e0 peu un rayon de soleil<\/em><br><em>timide et obstin\u00e9,<\/em><br><em>\u00e9crit un autre avenir.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-ugb-container ugb-container ugb-container--width-small ugb-69f944d ugb-container--v2 ugb-container--design-plain ugb-main-block ugb--hide-desktop ugb--hide-tablet\"><style>.ugb-69f944d-wrapper > .ugb-container__side{padding-top:35px !important;padding-bottom:35px !important}.ugb-69f944d-wrapper.ugb-container__wrapper{padding-top:0 !important;padding-bottom:0 !important}<\/style><div class=\"ugb-inner-block\"><div class=\"ugb-block-content\"><div class=\"ugb-container__wrapper ugb-69f944d-wrapper\"><div class=\"ugb-container__side\"><div class=\"ugb-container__content-wrapper ugb-69f944d-content-wrapper\">\n<p><em>Gris et rose<\/em><br><em>couleur de vies \u00e0 la d\u00e9rive<\/em><br><em>rouge du sang et noir du deuil<\/em><br><em>blanc des pages qui restent \u00e0 \u00e9crire<\/em><br><em>passe le train fou des nuages.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Ils viennent du bout du monde<\/em><br><em>pouss\u00e9s par le souffle br\u00fblant de l&rsquo;enfer.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Ils vont par des voies improbables<\/em><br><em>ignorants des fronti\u00e8res<\/em><br><em>laissant choir ci et l\u00e0<\/em><br><em>quelques humains hagards<\/em><br><em>\u00e9chou\u00e9s par hasard<\/em><br><em>en terre inconnue,<\/em><br><em>bless\u00e9s parfois, affam\u00e9s souvent,<\/em><br><em>malades.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Leurs yeux n&rsquo;ont plus de larmes<\/em><br><em>mais leur coeur bat encore<\/em><br><em>obstin\u00e9ment.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Sur leur passage, des poings se l\u00e8vent,<\/em><br><em>des mains se tendent.<\/em><br><em>Qu&rsquo;on les d\u00e9teste ou qu&rsquo;on les aime<\/em><br><em>on aurait tant voulu rester<\/em><br><em>heureux, tranquilles, entre nous.<\/em><br><em>Des malheurs, des malheureux, des profiteurs de tout poil,<\/em><br><em>nous en avions d\u00e9j\u00e0 \u00e0 revendre.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Mais ils sont arriv\u00e9s<\/em><br><em>et soudain le monde vacille.<\/em><br><em>Haro sur le migrant, halte \u00e0 la menace !<\/em><br><em>Vite, des murs, des prisons<\/em><br><em>et des coups de pieds au cul !<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Mais le train des nuages ne s&rsquo;arr\u00eate pas:<\/em><br><em>on n&rsquo;arr\u00eate pas les nuages.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Le malheur des autres a cess\u00e9 de faire notre bonheur.<\/em><br><em>Il d\u00e9barque chez nous,<\/em><br><em>nous pouvons le voir<\/em><br><em>en face;<\/em><br><em>mais l&rsquo;image qu&rsquo;il nous renvoie<\/em><br><em>nous n&rsquo;en voulons pas.<\/em><br><em>nous ne voulons pas voir que tout ce malheur est le prix<\/em><br><em>que d&rsquo;autres doivent payer<\/em><br><em>pour&nbsp; notre prosp\u00e9rit\u00e9.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Alors on ferme les yeux<\/em><br><em>encore plus fort;<\/em><br><em>on se force \u00e0 croire qu&rsquo;on peut arr\u00eater les nuages,<\/em><br><em>que des murs suffiront.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Ils ne suffiront pas.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>D\u00e9sormais par milliers des mains se tendent<\/em><br><em>qui l\u00e9zardent les murs<\/em><br><em>et entrouvrent les 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