Yokoska is a big memorial city,
Now, it's disappeared the name of navy,
Here and there, the monuments're located
And people recall the old ships which disappeared.
At night, the yachts are anchoring on the port,
And the moon is floating on the surface which's swart.
The road-lights gradually lighten in the park.
And the decoration lights are shining in dark.
On the battle ship of the Self-Defense Forces,
The bulbs twinkle but they look like the helmet's torses.
No the Army, but the liberal democratic nation,
So they've long time pursued the general nation.
The old who experienced the War, almost
Passed away, but the young, in this old coast,
What'll they figure out? Peace?
Or Sorrow? When they recall the disappeared showpiece.
(Jan.,5th,2024, Kinsley Lee)
- Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 13th, 2024 09:02
- Comment from author about the poem: Yokoska was an old Japanese navy port, now it's a home port of US 7th fleet.
- Category: Short story
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