Instead of birdsong
or children's singing
the unmistakable
sound of an alarm clock
awakening the morning.

(Gloomy) Garden
With beat poems
Two lovers holding hands
Stroll through the city
Shrouded in black fog

(Gloomy) Garden
With broken morning flowers
Shaking awake
The shoulders of a homeless man
Whose head is buried between his knees

And we meet the day
Receiving back broken dreams and time
Grasping the receding future and past
In both hands
We step out of the gloomy garden.

Those vibrant November leaves
tickle the clouds
beneath an even bluer sky.

tells the same time
regardless of
its shape, material, or craftsmanship

There is no such thing
as an expensive or cheap watch.

Let love overflow where you work.

did you forget what
you wanted that
you dreamed
And what remember now
you love?
think it over again
your dream
at your childhood
on the playground
with your friends
it was not a maker
But it was PEACE.

The Peace Prize is not awarded because of the merits.