Paris: "Fluctuat nec megitur"- "Tossed but not Sunk."

Paris: “Fluctuat nec mergitur”–

“Tossed but not Sunk.”

It has always been:

“see Paris and live”
today, modern Thanotos
wants it be: “see Paris and die.”

Oh! Paris the intellectual

headquarters of Europe-
the city of-art, literature,
music, and culture;
what a shame! Perses
turning off your intellectual
light, giving your dolor,
wants to make you
a destructive home,
and tombstone of Europe.

What has become of

“Paradise of Europe”?
A classic city-known for its
great walls, thirty-three old and
new boulevards, twelve avenues,
and seven quais.

A rare and historic city,

identified by its un-usual
gastronomy-“bon vivant”-
connoisseurship of
food and fine wines.

A leading European city,

whose 1789 revolution 
re-created Europe, shaped,
and redefined a new republic-
United States of America.

Paris-home to “Grands

Boulevards-Galleries Lafayette,
Boulevard Beaumarchais”;
why are the wicked
drawing blood from
“Boulevard du Crime-
Theatres de la Foire,
Porte Saint-Martin,
Boulevard du Temple”?
After all, these are mere
auditoria to entertain and
to make souls be joyful.

Why are the agents of darkness

staining “Haussmannian
Boulevard” with innocent
blood?
Why making “Boulevard de
Maréchaux weep when not
necessary?

Paris-the innocent and

peaceful city of Europe,
in you-pigeons-have
found peace and dwell,
even doves have built
dovecotes for millennial;
why are workers of
lawlessness causing you
trouble,  
turning you to Golgotha?

Oh! Paris-what are your
crimes?
Why the cruelty, savagery,
and truculence against you?
Why paying your act of
benevolence and graciousness
with belligerence and
bellicosity?

Paris-city everyone

comes-in winter, summer,
autumn, and spring to pick ideas,
just as saffron lovers go to
“Italy, Spain, and Iran”
to make date with it;
why now re-branding you
as city of death?
Why replacing your joyful hymn  
with threnody and coronach?

Paris-why are your haters

changing your identity of
beauty and history to
blood and violence?

Why substituting your

centuries of goodness
with evil and destruction?
Why changing your place in
history-the link between
the past and present to the
seat of network-of-evil?

What have you done to

warrant this carnage?
Your welcoming spirit-
the evil has temporarily
dampened,
your open heart,
the wicked poisoned,
your large heart,
unfriendly pierced
by sword.

Paris! Paris!! Paris!!!

Will you continue to lay on
the ground for evil to triumph?
Will you close your mind,
shut your doors because
of evils of the moment?
Never! Never!! Never!!!

Even as you wail and

curtain drops on many
innocent souls in the land,
streets, roads, boulevards,
homes, trees, walls are
stained with innocent blood;
weep not and fear no more,
but rise up for tomorrow.

Paris-today may look very

gloomy, obscure, and precarious-
for certainty, light shall come
tomorrow;
as you take solace in your
Motto:
“Fluctuat nec mergitur,” 
 “Tossed but not sunk.”

City of Eiffel Tower,

shed tears no more for
today’s cloud;
tomorrow’s sunshine shall
clear today’s darkness.
Remember: your are only
“Tossed but not sunk.”