From Dusk till DawnI don’t blame on anybodyThe sweet and gall life gave meBut take me back to my country.I’m the problem of my environment. Picture me at tenWith the world on my shoulders,Blows to my stubborn head,Stinging namesThat made donkeys envy. Questions never answeredI questioned God’s existence,Befriended the graveyardBut they say the dead hear… Read more