Paris: "Fluctuat nec mergitur"; '"Tossed but no 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-

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  

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”-

connoisseur 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 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 axis-of-evil?

What have you done

to warrant this carnage?

Your welcoming spirit-

the evil has temporarily

dampened,

your open heart,

the wicked has poisoned,

your large heart,

unfriendly has pierced

by sword.

Paris! Paris!! Paris!!!

Will you continue to lay on

ground for the 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.”