The Garden District (1977)

Samurai that places large stones in his garden

Places great shame upon the people of his district

They shout and proclaim furious words

Against his ruling power and his corrupted government

It is not large stones that represent greatest power

One must always remember that by a strange coincidence

Larger stones do exist.

Flowers adorn his garden and vines climb his paper house

People come to see his miniature paradise and amaze themselves

With its prospects.

Especially do they revel at the centerpiece that takes much space

In the center

They wonder if large stones hide secrets in and around them

A wind is at sea and a rain lies off the coast of your district

Watch the trees carefully and the distant sky

In a few days the large stone will reveal its secret

For as you observe your flattened paper house and drowned flowers

You great samurai will find only a large stone sitting alone in your once beautiful garden