The whims and fancy of Amubi. I let him play knowing the woman could be shredded into pieces.

Colors through your eyes How would I know of the beauty of the vibrant green color of the bamboo leaves ? How would I know of the beautiful rich saffron color soil of the hill ? How would I know the beauty of the golden sun as it rises and sets? How would I know the beauty of flowers with colors ? I am color blind, I know “beautiful” and “colors” through your eyes and words, Otherwise it’s a mere black and white sight.