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 My father came  Japan in 1905
 He was 15 when he immigrated  Japan
 He worked until  was able to buy - to actually build a store
 
 Let  tell you the story in the form of a dream,
 I don't know why I have to  it but I know what it means,
 Close your eyes, just  the scene,
 As I paint it for  it was World War II,
 When this  named Kenji woke up,
  was not a soldier,
 He was just a man with a family who owned a  in LA,
 That day, he crawled  of bed like he always did,
  and eggs with wife and kids,
 He lived on the second floor of a little store  ran,
 He  to LA from Japan,
 They  him 'Immigrant,'
 In Japanese,  say he was called "Issei,"
 That meant 'First Generation  The United States,'
 When everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid  the Japs,
 But most of all  of a homeland attack,
  that morning when Ken went out on the doormat,
  world went black 'cause,
 Right there;  page news,
  weeks before 1942,
 "Pearl Harbour's Been Bombed And The  Are Comin'"
 Pictures of soldiers  and runnin',
 Ken knew what it would lead 
 Just  he guessed, the President said,
 "The  Japanese in our home country will be locked away,"
 They  Ken, a couple of days,
 To get  whole life packed in two bags,
 Just two bags, couldn't even  his clothes,
 Some folks  even have a suitcase, to pack anything in,
 So two trash bags is all  gave them,
  the kids asked mom "Where are we goin'?"
 Nobody even knew  to say to them,
 Ken didn't  lie, he said "The US is lookin' for spies,
 So we have to live in a place called 
 Where a lot of Japanese people 
 Stop it don't look at  gunmen,
  don't wanna get the soldiers wonderin',
 If  gonna run or not,
 'Cause if you run then you might get 
 Other than  try not to think about it,
 Try not to worry  it; bein' so crowded,
 Someday we'll get  someday, someday.
 
 As soon as war  out
 The F.B.I. came and they just come  the house and
 "You have  come"
 "All the  have to go"
 They took Mr. 
 People didn't understand
  did they have to take him?
 Because he's  laborer laborer
 
 So now they're in a town  soldiers surroundin' them,
 Every day, every night look down at 
  watch towers up on the wall,
 Ken couldn't  hate them at all;
  were just doin' their job and,
 He wasn't gonna  any problems,
 He had a little  with vegetables and fruits that,
 He gave to the troops  a basket his wife made,
 But in the back of his mind, he wanted his families  saved,
 Prisoners of war in their  damn country,
 What for?
 Time passed in  prison town,
 He wanted  to live it down when they were free,
 The only  out was joinin' the army,
 And supposedly, some men went out for  army, signed on,
 And  up flyin' to Japan with a bomb,
 That 15  blast, put an end to the war pretty fast,
 Two cities were blown to bits; the end of  war came quick,
 Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life,  his kids and his wife,
 But, when they got back to their 
 What they saw  them feel so alone,
 These people had trashed  room,
 Smashed in the windows and  in the doors,
 Written on the walls  the floor,
 "Japs not  anymore."
 And Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides and just  outside,
 He,  at his wife without words to say,
 She looked back at him wiping tears 
 And, said "Someday we'll be okay, 
 Now the names have been changed, but the  true,
 My family was locked up  in '42,
 My family  there it was dark and damp,
 And they called it  internment camp
 
 When we first got back from  uhh
 It  pretty... pretty bad
 
  I remember my husband said
 "Are we gonna  'til last?"
 Then my husband died  they close the camp.