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

My anger
is gone...

Mother!
Why did you disgrace me...

Of struggle
I know nothing of...

Not alright,
no more to say...

Old pictures
Laying on my desk...

4 terrible letters,
1 horrible word...

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

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

I wish you knew
the damages you are causing...

Both in bed, clothes are off
Let this game of lust begin...

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