It was really strange midnight...
sitting outside alone wiz no place 2sleep (!)
den one reggae man talked to me.
he told abt lov n life.
we walked along beach n meditated seein dawn.
he invited me 2his simple place n prepared breakfast 4me.
we climbed d hill n enjoy beautiful scenery of busua bay...
was it true? CAPTAIN MASCOT...
the boys stole my canon when I left Busua,
so no pics to prove it anymore...
stepin on d beach n shakin maracas,
played wiz gypsies on west coast.
violin melody n accordion sounds ascended me to paradise.
melancholic ballad, shallow of clear ocean, infinite serene sky...
put away d shining memory in my mind.
too bright to print out pics.
life teach u important tin is invisible.
be cautious. just tell my stories.
d sequence of ivory coast n gifts of forest.
be ready... I go n come...x
