Maisons sans fen\u00eatres, sans portes, aux toits d\u00e9fonc\u00e9s,
\nPortes sans serrures,
\nGuillotine sans couperet…
\nC\u2019est \u00e0 vous que je parle qui n\u2019avez plus d\u2019oreilles,
\nPlus de bouche, de nez, d\u2019yeux, de cheveux, de cervelle,
\nPlus de cou.
\nVous surgissez d\u2019un pas ferme au d\u00e9tour de la rue qui m\u00e8ne \u00e0 la taverne.
\nVous vous attablez, vous buvez, vous buvez sec, vous buvez bien,
\nEt bient\u00f4t le vin circule dans vos coeurs, y am\u00e8ne une nouvelle vie:
\n\u00ab Qu’as-tu fait de ta perruque \u00bb dit un sans cou \u00e0 un autre sans cou,
\nQui se d\u00e9tourne sans mot dire
\nEt qu\u2019on expulse, et qu\u2019on sort et qu\u2019on tra\u00eene et qu\u2019on foule aux pieds.
\n\u00ab Et toi, qu’as-tu? \u00bb
\n\u00ab Je suis celui contre lequel se dressent toutes les lois.
\nCelui que les partis extr\u00eames appellent encore un criminel.
\nJe suis de droit commun,
\nJe suis de droit commun, banal comme le four o\u00f9 l\u2019on cuisait le pain de nos
\np\u00e8res.
\nJe suis le rebelle de toute civilisation,
\nL\u2019abject assassin, le vil suborneur de fillettes, le satyre,
\nLe m\u00e9prisable voleur,
\nJe suis le tra\u00eetre et je suis le l\u00e2che,
\nMais il faut peut-\u00eatre plus de courage
\nPour \u00e9teindre en soi la moralit\u00e9 des fables idiotes
\nQue pour tenir t\u00eate \u00e0 l\u2019opinion.
\n(Ce qui n\u2019est d\u00e9j\u00e0 pas si mal comme courage.)
\nJe suis l\u2019insoumis \u00e0 toutes r\u00e8gles,
\nL\u2019ennemi de tous les l\u00e9gislateurs,
\nAnarchiste? pas m\u00eame.
\nJe suis celui sur lequel p\u00e8se l\u2019essieu de n\u2019importe quel code,
\nL\u2019homme aux sens surhumains.
\nJ\u2019annonce le Mo\u00efse de demain
\nEt demain ce Mo\u00efse exterminera ceux qui me ressemblent,
\nLe dupe \u00e9ternelle,
\nLe sans cou,
\nEt versez-moi du vin, et choquons notre verre. \u00bb<\/p>\n
Maintenant qu\u2019il a fini de parler,
\nJe reprends la parole:
\n\u00ab Vous avez le bonjour,
\nLe bonjour de Robert Desnos, de Robert le Diable, de Robert Macaire, de Robert
\nHoudin, de Robert Robert, de Robert mon oncle,
\nEt chantez avec moi, tous en choeur, allons, la petite dame \u00e0 droite,
\nLe monsieur barbu \u00e0 gauche,
\nUn, deux, trois:
\nVous avez le bonjour,
\nLe bonjour de Robet Desnos, de Robert le Diable, de Robert Macaire, de Robert
\nHoudin, de Robert Robert, de Robert mon oncle \u00bb
\nJ\u2019en passe et des meilleurs.
\nMes sans cou, mes chers sans cou,
\nHommes n\u00e9s trop t\u00f4t, \u00e9ternellement trop t\u00f4t,
\nHommes qui auriez tremp\u00e9 dans les r\u00e9volutions de demain
\nSi le destin ne vous imposait de faire les r\u00e9volutions pour en mourir,
\nHommes assoiff\u00e9s de trop de justice,
\nHommes de la fosse commune au pied du mur des f\u00e9d\u00e9r\u00e9s,
\nMalgr\u00e9 les balles pointill\u00e9es autour du cou.
\nHommes des enclos m\u00e9nag\u00e9s en plein cimeti\u00e8re,
\nCar on ne m\u00e9lange pas les \u00e9tendards avec les torchons.
\nOn cloue ceux-ci aux hampes,
\nEt c\u2019est eux qui, humili\u00e9s,
\nClaquent si lamentablement dans le vent de l\u2019aube
\n\u00c0 l\u2019heure o\u00f9 le couperet en tombant
\nFait r\u00e9sonner les \u00e9chos des Sant\u00e9s \u00e9ternelles.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[674],"poems-book":[665],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[655],"class_list":["post-14519","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-674","poems-book-fortunes","poete-robert-desnos"],"yoast_head":"\n