Like earth without water
And here I am as a land without water
As if I was lost and dry,
As I was crushed by my doubts I was guessing
My heart is shaking and my eyelids are closed.
Sense of weakness, powerlessness,
All I tasted before, self-confident,
Today all seems deprived of taste.
I know I’m a food lover, an explorer.
Yes, my whole sheath is crushing me,
My joints, my bones, I’m out.
How not to love the love of passion?
I am not a man of resignation!
Poem written by Michel Hilger