I,m cruising foggy sea like ghost-land, tooting a horn to condole young souls, killed by ideology devotees, unaware why they'd to be killed or injured. I know somewhere beneath my boat wicked monster is hidden with bloody eyes, maneuvering in secret like a huge octupus, attempting to capsize vessels. I pray seeing swans afloat on the horizen, with beak hot and sharp like lightning, armed with sibling love and human concience. "Peace and fraternity may flow as ebb and flow". My god ! Originally they're from the same root. just spellbound by wicked soul of ideologies !. only hypnotized by wrong lesson. The pitiable waiting to be wakened by love. God, Please let them know brotherly love, let them know the sublimity of life of people, let us forget hostilities, let us lose our memory of war. May god bless us by allowing us to rush as tides to meet our old parents, allowing our heart-scars to be healed like wake traceless, allowing me to cease condolence horning endlessly. allowing this father-land to be overflowed with love. |
Since I voyaged sea near to YP island, where a sea battle broke out, I can not cease praying. Once there were 5 million people separated from loved family. Most of them died of time and tide,old age. Remainders who were just little children when Kor-war broke out only can remember piece of their family images and now are over sixties. Only a little time is left for us ! May god bless us by. Letting them know ideology must not, can not supersede love of sibling. Showing your grace to allow flowing of blood-relationship in us like river, between separated sons, daughters and parents and then upto all living on this land ! |
Apr 2000 |
My father land, ROK ! you're bleeding again, at waist along NLL on 29th June 2002..... ! NLL ! I don't know what you mean,an acronym of foreign words,a monster not visible nor tangible. Yet you've been there for over 50 years, on the seas of father land like border merciless. You were born by absurd selfishness and stupidity of hypocrite bosses betrayed sibling love. NLL ! What are you celebrating with precious, and beautiful lives of 5 flowery youth ? and with arms and flesh of the 19 soldiers, torn by claw of the spellbound by ideologis ? Do you hear the wailing of the young lads killed ? Do you hear the mourning of the parents left behind ? NLL !, you were born innocent like a birth of the crippled, as a first step for peace. But, has been hurted and scratched by greedy bosses, and cursed by the people aspiring togetherness. My God ! Please allow young souls to rest in peace, and let the NLL flow away with ebbs... forever ! As with requiem by sighs of the parents. As with mourning-flower by tear of siblings... May God grant us reunification of our father land and wipe away tears of the people on this land...! A-men ! |