A light bulb with moths fluttering around it… The source of light is also the source of death… The shot changes and a little girl’s face lights up the screen. My eyes are affixed on her eyes… Because they are eyes that know Eyes that have seen more than they should have Eyes that feel And eyes that speak… And the music? The music can’t be described. Because explanation is
Take a look at our world; we have the poor and the rich. One might say it is fate that decides our status in life but I say it’s just a matter of opportunities. Underprivileged people rarely get opportunities to succeed in life. There are scholarships for the poor children in schools but what about those who barely have enough money to survive through the night, let alone go to