This New Morning
This New Morning


Sifting through debris
Of broken lives
Around Fukushima
People somehow survive
In the worst of moments
Holding hands
Walk through devastation
In the spirit of Gaman

Around Tohoku
Many people stayed
Growing food and flowers
Make the most of every day
Life isn’t easy
There is so much to face
I hope I meet adversity
With just a little grace

The radiation
And the wave that came
Revealed a beauty
With a simple name
Below the sky
Of Northern Japan
Rubble turns to houses
People rebuild
In the spirit of Gaman…

After Fukushima, Gaman
In the eye of every storm, Gaman
Within the Japanese, Gaman
Something everybody needs

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