Hello little angel, please dont cry
I need you to, to take my soul to die.

.But if you die there wont be time, and wont be life
the'y wont survive.

They will survive, and only god knows how i trid, my people
left me in the field to die.

You have to fight, fight fore your life.

This is my time. oh please dont cry, my fight is over, the'y
survived.

Dear mother pleace dont die.

This is the day i found my way, pleace take my hand i cannot
stay.

THE NEXT DAY HE WOKE UP
HE DRANK A DOUBLE DRINK OF SCUTCH
HE SMASHED THE GLASS DOWN ON THE FLOOR
!AND THEN HE SHOUTED TO THE WAR.


To memory of JEANNE DIARC