A Replacement At Order Poem by Pierre Rausch

Had friends throughout the entire world
Which corrects the over-harsh contours of pure thoughts
In the meantime, divers complications were approaching
Leads man to a state of perfection
It is an error to think that passion, when it is pure and happy
It seemed to have partners

It simply leads him, as we have noted, to a state of oblivion
This morning, that friend told me to settle all my affairs
A replacement at order, but this is outrageous!
Who are always intersted in having a replacement
He passed the whole situation at review
Of love itself he had refreshed an istinct
Which can't be comprehended
It is easy for those who are consumed
A replacement at order, but this is outrageous!

Then all is said, tempest is loosed
Stones rain down, a fusillade
The procession, with feverish slowness
The furnace was being heated
Supposing itself, in adavance, restoration,
Redevelopment, reconditioned,
The predestined family from the gift
They have a revolutionary grandeur