Dew drops

The truth is bitter I was led to calculate footprint
Back soaked in sweat together with the hope that is dispelled by the pins of desire
Sometimes strong walk through hope Remember the story of the nation's predecessors plastered on the wilderness Until the fist leads to a tapered step
But who does happiness really belong to?
Here I stand Waiting for the dawn to split the eastern horizon
In the eastern land called the rising sun caress me with thousands of choices Turned into a temptation that binds hope

Gamukai 7/7/22