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A Traveller’s Collection of Poems

By Hideo Asano

Published by Hideo Asano at Smashwords

Copyright by Hideo Asano 2005

ISBN: 0-9707307-7-2



Unselfish Love



I don’t care about me

But I care about you.

I care for you now

I will care for you forever.

That will take care of me

That will take care of both.

That will take care of both now

That will take care of both forever.

I really don’t care about me

But I really care about you.

* * *

Old good wine takes care of serious wine drinkers.

Serious wine drinkers take care of old good wine.



Difference



Everybody looks different but says the same thing.

I prefer everybody to look the same but speak differently.

All the trees have different shades but say nothing.

I prefer everybody to look different but remain silent!

Singapore



Artists



Jesus couldn’t stand on earth without Earthly Kingdom.

Artists couldn’t stand on earth with much earthly possessions

Earthly possessions kill Romanticism and freedom

Thank God, at least, artists AREN’T Jesus.

Peace



Hard rock and roll every corner

in almost everywhere in Kuala Lumpur

Where can you sit and read and think about things in peace then?

Not in cheap cafeterias, but in fine restaurants of 5-star hotels.

Then you could buy peace there on 15 R per glass of beer.

To preserve peace for a nation through war costs taxpayers

millions or billions of dollars.

Two different type of peace we are dealing with

but you have to pay for.

Peace. There is no free peace you have to pay for.

“Would you like something else?” said a waitress.

“I’m okay. I’m not hungry.”

My empty stomach belongs to a cheap cafeteria later on.

Kuala Lumpur



Blind People



A large farmer chopped a tall sunflower

taller than him heartlessly with a shovel

at the base of the stem and carelessly threw it away

to the earth to lay to dry in the hot sun helplessly

out of his cornfield.

“Suck too much water!” complained the farmer

as if spitting on the poor sunflower.

Van Gogh would jump on the farmer

to kill the farmer with a cut throat razor

hating to see anyone persecuting his idol.

Just as I would jump on anyone who is mistreating cats;

I would jump on those heartless people whoever says,

“Cats do nothing.”

Aren’t they giving you beauty besides chasing filthy rats away?

Sunflowers and cats aren’t giving any feeling

to certain number of people.

who couldn’t get any feeling from anything else,

but only from gold.

Blind people could see it better

than those who could see well.

Blind people could feel the beauty

than those who could see things better.

Singapore



Black Terror



I am a peacefully violent guy.

I will blow your brains up

not bridges

with words.

With words of landmines

that could blow your brains up

not legs.

Blowing up bridges are

not blowing up anything.

Blowing up brains are

blowing up everything.

Blowing bridges means

brains of you are still existing

which means no one broke

anyone’s anything

and nothing else!



Don’t Talk



Don’t talk like that.

Don’t talk like this.

Don’t talk like that too.

Don’t talk like this too.

Don’t talk also like that.

Don’t talk also like this.

Don’t talk like that either.

Don’t talk like this either.

Don’t talk also like that either.

Don’t talk also like this either.

They forgot my mouth

Belongs to whom.



Fearless



I never fear anyone

I fear nothing

I only fear bed to get into

not any sort of woman in it

Why bed?

B.B.

What’s B.B.?

Bed bug.

A bedbug can destroy your dreams

And give you headaches the next day while

making your body itch all over your body

“Those bed bugs carried by all those backpackers from other countries,”

said a young man who worked in a guesthouse

Backpackers attract bedbugs

The backpackers belong to the mountains, not in the cities

I fear B.B. more than A.B.

What’s A.B.?

Atomic bomb.


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