Lost in Kyoto

Helping lost foreigners

In Kyoto station

Is akin to

Returning baby birds

Fallen from their nest

You might get your hand bit

And you won’t get a thank you

Distance

As far as the six Appolonians

Were from the Earth

Over the dark side of the moon

You are far from me

As I orbit my lifegiving son

Alone but never lonely

Gaza Haiku

Halal or Kosher
When they make people mincemeat
Matters not a bit