{"id":2492,"date":"2022-03-18T09:47:00","date_gmt":"2022-03-18T08:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/emma.webnano.fr\/poemes\/?p=2492"},"modified":"2022-05-02T10:01:13","modified_gmt":"2022-05-02T09:01:13","slug":"dans-mon-nouveau-decor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/emma.webnano.fr\/poemes\/index.php\/2022\/03\/18\/dans-mon-nouveau-decor\/","title":{"rendered":"DANS MON NOUVEAU DECOR&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">J&rsquo;avais une maison,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">D&rsquo;o\u00f9 je voyais le pont,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Le pont de Tancarville,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Depuis ton d\u00e9part, me voil\u00e0 en HLM \u00e0 Caucriauville.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Derri\u00e8re les carreaux, rien que du b\u00e9ton,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">O\u00f9 se croisent des passants sans nom, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">O\u00f9 je vivais avant,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">La plupart des gens,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Portait un nom,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Parfois m\u00eame un pr\u00e9nom,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">C&rsquo;\u00e9tait calme et beau,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Il y avait des arbres, des oiseaux,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">De grands jardins fleuris,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Et les femmes avaient un mari.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Ici, c&rsquo;est le m\u00e9lange ethnique qui offre de la couleur,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Pas les fleurs,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Il n&rsquo;y a que des pigeons imb\u00e9ciles,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Un ou deux arbres fragiles,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Le bruit des motos et des mobylettes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Les p\u00e9tards les soirs de f\u00eate,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">De la merde de chiens sur les trottoirs,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Et, parfois dans le regard de la tristesse et du d\u00e9sespoir,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Pas de mains tendues pour une folle ronde,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">On est tout seul au monde,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Au milieu des immeubles et des tours,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Avec ou sans amour.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Tous anonymes dans ce quartier,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">O\u00f9 personne ne se conna\u00eet, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Rien ne transpara\u00eet derri\u00e8re les den\u00eatres,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Ni la joie, ni le mal \u00eatre,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">On se dit bonjour dans l&rsquo;ascenseur, devant la bo\u00eete aux lettres,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Par habitude, par politesse, pas pour mieux se conna\u00eetre,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Puis chacun repart s&rsquo;enfermer \u00e0 double tour,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Derri\u00e8re la porte, une vie pas facile \u00e0 assumer tous les jours,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Ce n&rsquo;est pas l&rsquo;enfer,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Pas forc\u00e9ment la mis\u00e8re,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Mais on ne roule pas sur l&rsquo;or,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Dans mon nouveau d\u00e9cor.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">J&rsquo;avais une maison,<\/p>\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">D&rsquo;o\u00f9 je voyais le pont,<\/p>\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Le pont de Tancarville,<\/p>\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Depuis ton d\u00e9part, me voil\u00e0 en HLM \u00e0 Caucriauville.<\/p>\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Derri\u00e8re les carreaux, rien que du b\u00e9ton,<\/p>\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">O\u00f9 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