While they were stepping forward
bulldozing grass roots and crops,
I was processing inner task
towards ancient enlightenment.
...
I'm so tired and tired
for I've shut my heart for long...
No one but you admired
...
A hard time I've just gone through
Yet am stunned by sheets she sent;
Not knowing where, where to go
and what to do... my back is bent.
...
For I've been
chased by the question stiff;
Who am I? Who am I?
And I dare to escape.
...
If you were not so beautiful,
I swear I might'nt be powerful
Enough to write these stupid lines
To expose as some of signs.
...
Many a time I would have tried,
since then I so often cried;
and I can't help but admit
that is it I still love you.
...
Nuclear Blue
Nuclear Blue
Cruelly new;
Stunned by view
Sharing few.
Nuclear Blue
Cruelly new;
Youthful dew
Said their 'Adieu! '
Suicide renewed,
Homicide grew,
Genocide stew...
Mouth-shut view.
Nuclear Blue
Cruelly new;
This is new
Point of view:
Puritan’s pew
Pakistani issue
An Iraqi threw
Furious shoe...(or, War-torn shoe...)
Presidents renew
World wide view?
Clerk and crew
Clicked one cue!
Then wind blew
All of you...
Nuclear Blue
Cruelly new;
Stunned by view
Known by few...
Nuclear blew...
Nuclear blew...
*These lines had been written some years ago while I was in Okinawa, seeing repeatedly the profound works of Mr Takashi Morizumi, a Japanese photo journalist. The words 'Nuclear Blue' came from his work. The cool, almost silent sounds of such a couple of words made me so much inspired that I started to make a difference in writings. After being uncompleted for some years, I did it tonight and now publish them. They may be rewritten in the future for I am not yet sure whether this is perfected or not.