From Here to Perugia, with Love
How is the weather in Perugia?
Where I am is sunny.
The sky is more clear and blue than anywhere.
Fragments of clouds on the sky
are like calm notes on a sheet music.
I wish that the melody including silent passion that the sky is
playing
reached to Perugia where you are.
When you look up at the sky,
I wish that the melody of cheering to you,
the melody of applause to you,
reached to you.
The sky is always with you,
always with us.
From here,
to Italia, Perugia,
with love.
a nameless human
the world ignores her.
so,
she also ignores the world.
she is nowhere in the world.
so,
she is freer than everyone.
whenever she hopes,
she can look up at the bluish sky.
whenever she hopes,
she can gaze at the vivid orange horizon.
any malice and hate
can't interfere with her.
she is the freest human,
a nameless human.
the gun
always,
the gun named ‘Time’
is pointed at my head.
i just put my hands up,
and hope to be released from the gun.
the gun without
any sounds,
any colors,
any coldness,
any warmth.
the cruel gun that
only the past keeps on piling up.
who will shoot the gun?
when will the one shoot the gun?


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