Quiet
Then came the storm.
Kõik, mida ma kunagi teadsin, ei olnud enam.
Minu maailm pööratakse pea peale.
Fantasized aarded takerduda peopesad minu väga kätes.
Kadunud,
Mitte ainult hinnatud omandit, kuid armastan ma ükskord teadis.
Aeg,
ainult vaenlase,
Creeping courageously upon my future
Homme,
Mis ootab?
Yet another storm
Calamity, chaos and confusion
The roof over my head comes with barbed wire, relva tornid, Shanks, ja vahetult enne tormi……vaikus!
The storm twists and topples my surroundings,
Pinning men into rage.
Even at this very moment I have to keep my eyes open but cover my ears as the thunderous eruptions of prison become deafening
Quiet……..
can can you hear?
With the storm comes yells, screams and men crying and pleading for yet another chance.
It never comes.
Because the storm has come!
![](https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3757/10965456385_62b0d4f1d9.jpg "Jermaine "Murda" Kiir")
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