From the morning
My wife's eyes are red
She was always bright
Now her laugh is faint
Richard and Karen are fighting
Save money on cosmetics
She can't even go to the concert
Worried about car payment
She can't buy their parents' medicine
even tonight
She think about money
beside her
I feel
My wife is not a woman
who only knows money
after knowing the fact
I shake my heart
and pull back the black veil
between her and me.

to love
wide open sky
clouds and become
pouring down
showers after a drought.

I am
a flower in the dry river
where no one pays attention
that no one takes notice of

I am
full of deceitful hypocrisy and pride
that no one notices
I am such a stone

I am
with a conspiracy of money and power
I am humble to the strong limitless
who drives hunting dogs

And yet
I realize that I am nothing
that I am nothing
that I am not thing.

Howling winds
you can't guess the direction
of my steps
walking barefoot
on dark cobblestone streets
Those who love wisdom
That falls from shoulders to heart
Their mocking laughs
Autumn flutters in the cool breeze
and the grip of despair
The corner you turn
And swaying in that place of
shining brightly
a single streetlight:
Democracy.

don't compete with others, do fight with yourself.

now let's look at the
just got out of
with wide-eyed wonderment
with twinkling eyes
and put mouth on the barbed wire
like a fawn in a cage.

Because we both love
Edward Hopper
We don't understand very well
each other
but I'm sure
we'll connecting well
with the heart
Thank you.