Easy Come, Now Go.

Of an unlocking;

a burning of watch towers

The city was attacked

but the city was freed

The city was vulnerable

but the city was watered

— and then left desolate

Since then,

for times and times

plants have then covered the land

The land is plentiful

the citizens rejoice

There is but one spot

of bald feature

missing nature

Was it there all this while?

Or just triggered from recent

encounters?

So although a decade were to pass

Suddenly there was a sort of longing

But a longing that could hold no hope

For the knight which once laid siege the city

had long moved on to another kingdom

There perhaps to stay

As the monarchs embrace in tandem

Yet this longing is an illusion

For the city wants not the knight as its king

It seems just a long long night

through a lonely cold summer

these past 30 days

— as cold as the breeze in Busan.