I lay here in my safe bed of anger, hurt and pain, I lay here wondering why they think we’re all the same… My skin is brown my brother’s too,   my hair is woolly and my braids are strewed…. I cry tears of loss, tears of hopeless crimes, my faith is shattered from the constant killing of my time…outlet, I need to find a place in my hearth to breath because my rage at this moment is deadly unreal.
Natty ODou