What would you pay for your faith?

Your Coelho is the path, the fate, the Camino

God! Please put off the phone for once.

Our baby Jesa, would she play with Barbies?

We need a clean-up saint now. NOW!

Oh you black seed generation

I fry your skin and sell

for snacks.

My god is a rainbow godess

and has a rainbow dog.

And some other rainbow pets.

It still is in fashion

battered as a village X-ray stall

or grown-up kindergarten indian.

Holy and so everyday...

Colorful but so blending in

with my fried insect soul.