the village

ON A BRIGHT MORNING I WALKED IN THE FIELDS OF THE FIELDS WHILE CARRYING A LITTLE FOOD.
LOOK LEFT AND RIGHT ALONG THE ROAD
ENJOY THE BEAUTIFUL VIEW.
BUT IT DIDN'T FEEL THAT I WAS STEPPERING ON ANY COW dung. OOH DAMN IT.
I CAN'T FEEL IT WAS ALREADY AFTERNOON, THE SUN WAS STARTING TO BURNING MY SKIN...
I WILL NOT FORGET HOW BEAUTIFUL MY VILLAGE IS....