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