Haiku For Japan

I try not to say Sorry to Japan the morn Sunshine of Asia I won’t be tempted To further cloud this sore heart With my sea water It is not distance That holds back the salty fluid From my eyes but love My own apartment Is flooded with Japanese Electronic stuffs My countrymen are Just like the moving sun and Cannot not be there My American Friend’s a teacher in China Shining so, so close Japan has become My backyard in this new world Small global village And the eyes also Suffer the heat of pepper Eaten by the mouth So your pain, Japan Has clouded my sanity Yet I say weep not! For by blood have kings Wore their crowns; and with blood have Empires been painted And in blood do women Deliver forth newborn babes Blood brings good tidings By blood had Asia Risen above its storms. Ask India, ask China So weep not Japan For blood does bring good tidings In all climes and times Let the rain wash off The pain from your memory The rite is over Let the sun renew Your seas and shores to prepare You for the new dawn.