My anger
is gone...

Mother!
Why did you disgrace me...

People of the world
I have something to tell...

I may be a sinner; I may not read the holy books
I only read the one's made by cooks...

Of struggle
I know nothing of...

Old pictures
Laying on my desk...

Abu, my brother
different in genes and color...

This the only way
I know to thank you...

This image
Tells you more...

He smokes some weed
Takes the shoes of his feet...

With my other mammals
I share this place...

Some people
are really sick...