revolution is not a Rotation.

The revolution that the revolutionary brings about for himself, for his nation, and for his society collapses as another revolution. This is because the revolution is not Rotation.

The moment
a creative work is completed,
it should go into
the trash can.

white cheeks
black head
black and white wings
red belly
and eyes that gaze into
the distance Alone
but not lonely
build a home in a tree
your heart that sings cheerfully
hangs on the tree
looks beyond the sky
a couple gentleman and lady
with a strong beak
awakens the loneliness of the forest
and the rain, thunder
while shaking telephone poles.

my eyes are roses
my eyes are roses 8' eight colors
my eyes are roses' dancing rhythm
my eyes are roses' love of breathing
my eyes make sing all beings
                                    by your light in
cellphone.

When the moon rises
the night disappears
The disappeared night
enters my heart
I chase the starlight
The wind blows
where the starlight falls
and the lost lovers
shake the earth.

Black balloon
Black balloon
Hanging on a black string
Floating in the black sky
Then white winds appeared
and shook one of
the black balloons
While shaking
Black writing on black paper
It reveals good
things alone.