I am "King" in this kingdom speak my name and interpret- this inheritance one day for marriage I'll forfeit Last name will be gone, set sail like the many ships from Otaru's arms
Yes I am also she, in the Land of the rising Sun, "River running through the sandy beaches", Sweet sea breeze- Waters filled with God's creatures Land centuries old, growing population, Economy booming from water import-exportation
In the Land of the rising Sun.Home to the known cherry blossom, Immovable I sit within Hokkaido's bosom
So I and the Land of the rising sun... Where lies our connection? Only a matter of English- I am "King" and still "River running through the sandy Beaches"- To Asia's East- time and space, To Africa's West- title graced I am Lord, I am Earth and Sky I am "OTARU"
Consider I not the sweet but sour my teeth do gnash this late night hour
Sorrow makes the news... a constant reality as Love gains distance from humanity
A crimson generation we've become No fire works, we prefer guns and exploding bombs
And to what end is all the killing- what creed? lives-limbs lost, fulfilling what need?!
She could have been our mother, They could have been your kin
... They were!
So whats with all the blood spilling?
...O Love be our volition to find! That this generation may regain its title- "Man-KIND"
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is KINDNESS- Dalai Lama
So I’m the BIG BAD Wolf taking my morning stroll in the forest – The forest being my natural habitat. Haven’t had breakfast yet- Might I just point out that I’m a MEAT EATER and so its my God given right to crave flesh.
The morning is still very young and I’m yet to find befitting prey to match my hunger pangs. Then I spot “Red” wondering along in her tacky cloak- Not that the color matters much, I’m Color blind.
She’s all alone, the defenseless little creature…
WAIT! So I’m the “BAD” Wolf for landing prey that’s coincidentally a little girl, left to roam the forest ALL ALONE while on her way to long distance- Grand Ma’s house???!!!
Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury PLEASE! Putting all bias aside I ask you to consider this poor, hungry carnivore- Me! What would you have done in my shoes (paws), craving your daily fill of flesh and blood? If anything it should be Red’s parent’s baring that adjective!
I’m not trying to justify what I did- eating Grammy and Red, but it was only natural. I hunt that which is of my territory- within the Forest… THEY WERE!
Much is learnt from this To see through another’s eyes prejudice aside
“Let me say at the risk of seeming ridiculous that the true revolutionary is guided by great feelings of love.”
Besides magazines I have read and documentaries I’ve watched about the Inca, Mayan and Aztec Civilizations, there is very little I know about South America. However, during my teenage years I came across the ruggedly handsome face of a certain Latino for the first time on a T-Shirt and below his picture was his name written in bold letters, “CHE”. It was love at first sight! Thank goodness for “Google”, I found him right quick.
Reading up on my new love interest I was quite disappointed to find out that he was dead and that had he lived would have been old enough to be my grand daddy! …But the education I got while reading up on this great man was an eye opener on what it takes to truly Dream and dream selflessly.
It took the marathon motorcycle ride of a young Argentine through all of South America for an Ideal to be borne- A borderless, united Hispanic America sharing a common Latino heritage…
What a visionary!
He dreamed of one voice
To dream and sacrifice much
That he did till death