Exiles

They are suddenly lost

in the mysterious labyrinth

of grief 

and wounded faith

hesitating between tears

silence 

and revolt

their souls maimed with mourning

and their hearts

drowned in despair

their sadness is a dungheap

in the midst of a beautiful garden

but the smell of death prevails

and 

nobody can offer solace

to Prophet Job

Claude Lopez-Ginisty