The Newspaper Boy of Myanmar.

I've had just enough time to...   acknowledge the newspaper boy of Myanmar.

Taken on the way to the wholesale market outside Yangon, Myanmar

My Boy

He dreams

Of striking it rich and

Buying me a house to live in.

My Boy

He worries

About my health and

Saving to buy me new crutches.

My Boy

He wishes

To give more than love and

Love all the more because it is all he can give.

Meanwhile,

He wakes up early

Sells newspaper at the traffic stops

And dream of better days to be.

Bang A Drum For My Country

I've had just enough time to...   bang a drum for my country.

Taken in a shopping complex in KL where the audience are mesmerized by the banging of drums.

My voice is stifled

But my heart bleeds

It bangs loudly

But the air is stilled

It carries nothing

Of how we feel…

So I bang on a drum!

I bang it loud to take my shout

I bang it soft to mourn our grief

I bang it slow to gather our pride

I bang it quick to hasten the pace

And the sound carries the roof

To the city below

And the citizens look up

And stamp their feet

And the uproar rose through the land

“Equality for all in our motherland!”

_______

I called upon my brother

Just the other day

He said, "John I'm gonna

Die if I don't start to live again"

I work each day and night like clockwork

Just tryin' to make ends meet

I could kick this bad world's ass

If I could just get on my feet

I'd bang a drum for the dyin'

Bang a drum for the truth

Bang a drum for the innocence

Lost in our youth

Bang a drum, bang it loudly

Or as soft as you need

Bang a drum for you brother

And a drum for me

- Bov Jovi