( by Hiro Kota)
1. [Sleepless]
2. [Snow
in the town]
3. [Red
palm]
4. [Traveler’s
tree]
5. [Food
man]
6. [Banana
buds]
7. [Birds for sale]
8. [Jeepny]
9. [Passport]
10. [Stone pine]
11.[Being guilty about]
Who was the person
Complaining about
Distress in sleeplessness
One complains about
his problem of sleepless
asking a pill for a good night sleep
Every day after the
mid-night
Someone comes to the nurse station
Complaining about
sleepless habits
In the dark corridor
One took a pill
And disappeared
Silence in the town
Under the clouded sky
In the dark afternoon
Low pressure in the atmosphere
Squeezing air to
generate
Powder snow
As temperature still
not cool enough
Juicy ice-snow starts
to fall
In the dark night
Only a white word
Silently seen through
window
The sun rises next morning
White world appears
Snow covers the shadow
of the town
Only a moment
How amazing to see
such coloration
Red, Red and Red in
the stem
Petiole of palms
Because of their
extinction
People like to have
them as ornamentals
But no one knows
What she really try to attract
When cut with a knife
Wounded portion produces
Enormous amounts of water
The fact is not producing clean water
Belief is never changed for many years
The palm tree
which nourishes traveler’s thirsty throat
A man who changed the world
At the age of 85 now
He is still alive with a good imagination
And criticism for the security of global food
He is always demanding for “fulfillment
of empty stomach”
For poor people in devastated
environments
His life is devoted
To develop elite crops to save world
hunger
Yet the satisfaction is too far
Edible portion of precious creature
In the tropical island
Banana is well known as a flesh fruits
And a cooking plantain
Oh what more appreciable is
Upon boiling
Buds serve as unique food
Generous gift for islanders
In the busy evening of the open market
Chickens are jumping around
But unable to run away from the
podium
Oh, their legs hanged with rope
Miserable future is just around the
corner
Be free
for a while
Birds for sale
Jeepny carries a number of people
They go to anywhere
But on a scheduled route
Twenty five pesos per head
as long as
They are in a certain distance away
Patience is to tolerate dusty air
Filled with polluted winds
Blue stamps all over
On my passport dates
Of entering and departure imply
Invisible order on this earth
Customer inspects identity
In and out of the country
Domestic or foreign
In only a symbol of
The separation of origin
In passport
We are not equally benefited
On this planet of earth
Equality is a just wording
For human right
Passport issued to you
Sequesters your identity
In the real world
But essential entry permits
Every season
Corn of stone pine remains
On the corner of the street
In Rome
No one realizes what it is
No one cares what it is
In the sky
Stone pine stands
Dropped corn on the ground
Every season
One thing I feel guilty about is
That
I worked too hard to ignore others
One thing I feel guilty about is
That
I may devastated the earth
One thing I feel guilty about is
That
I was born as a human being