From whose killing fields should you rebel
Always to the side of the correct, never the right?
In which foreign tongues must you think and write
How many words does it take, did you wonder
To earn gushing praise and love?All hail theNobel
They sang a song for it, they took the bullets for it
And came to the podium, they know it all, the how
Why and when of the universe.
Neat speeches to tie up life, practiced ceremonies
A prize for the country, after all
For the entire human race, but Murakami,
How many words does it take then
to lose something one has never won?
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