Fill the world with flowers.

More flowers. No war.

More flowers. No weapons.

More flowers. No bombs.

More flowers. No discrimination.

More flowers. No racism.

More flowers. No borderlines.

More flowers. No countries.

More flowers. No passport controls.

More flowers. No media control.

More flowers. No secret police.

More flowers. No political prisoners.

More flowers. No interrogation.

More flowers. No torturing.

More flowers. No blackmailing.

More flowers. No chains.

More flowers. No barbed wires.

More flowers. No guns.

More flowers. No bullets.

More learning. No ignorant hatred.

More caring. No negligence.

More freedom. No curfew.

More education. No brain washing.

More fair trade. No exploitation.

More justice. No corruption.

More supply. No hunger.

More dreams. No destruction.

More love. More love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.

[ Special appearances : Flowers in the streets of
Setagaya Ward, Tokyo ]