In lands afar, where dreams take flight,
A soul embarks, in depths of night.
From crimson hues of ideals bold,
To dreams of sales, and wealth untold.
An immigrant’s journey, paths anew,
In quest of skies of brighter hue.
In this new realm, where hopes ignite,
A dreamer seeks to claim his right.
Sales, the craft, a dream so dear,
A path to wealth, drawing near.
With words so sweet, and deals so bright,
He crafts his future, in the light.
In the best of streets, he yearns to dwell,
With tales of success, he longs to tell.
A beautiful wife, twin boys in tow,
A life of riches, in soft glow.
Asset’s income, a steady stream,
Fulfilling now his wildest dream.
Financial freedom, his heart’s delight,
In this new world, his future bright.
From red to gold, the colors blend,
A communist’s path, in twist and bend.
To sales, his dream, his guiding star,
An immigrant’s journey, from afar.
In the dance of life, so bold and grand,
He holds his fortune, in his hand.
With hope, with drive, with dreams to chase,
In this new land, he finds his place.
Atsushi's Life in Korea 