Japan

The island of the rising sun
The land were work is fun
With tireless proletarians
And boundless trailblazers 
Land where days and hours clock first
Where it is already tomorrow when our sun sets
At the edge of the world 
With a new age for the world 
They break paths for us to maintain
The earth cracks but they build again
Lights never dim in Nihon
Nihon always lives on
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Carber Avatar
March 29, 2020 at 1:14 PM
You appear to have lived and worked in Japan-- I did too in the mid-70's teaching ESL. My work was fun, though most Japanese seem to work to hard... but it is a fascinating and unique culture.
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March 30, 2020 at 11:24 AM
You are right, actually I just went for a short training a decade ago and i have been planning to return ever since, just to get my working spirits up again.
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