You see your reflection,
In the mirror,
in rivers,
In ponds,
in your photos
You see your mongoloid face and you hate it.
Your little head is confused
'why i don't look like my friends. Them has big big eyes, them has long nose,'
Your little head is confused.
I'm telling you.
Don't. There is no point.
You are who you are.
Your nose is not gonna grow,
your eyes are gonna remain small
Your skin as yellow as you were born.
Well unless you go for cosmetic surgery.
But then, You don't wanna become another Michael, do you?

'But darling, you are wrong
'love conquers all'
I heard it somewhere,
Was it Chaucer?
Was it Socrates, plato?
My English friends told me so,
its all what we must do.
Let me show them my love.
They can kill but I love them,
they can rape but I love them,
why so much hate'
Yes why so much hate,
Why cry when your life is spared if not your dad's, or brother's, or sister's or someone's who you don't know,
Why talk so much when your ngari is taxed,
When your people are evicted for electricity,
That's development, you don't want growth?
Why curse, why wish when your life is spared if not your job, your family, your Leikai.
Why wish!