I am tired of waiting, I am tired of past, I am scared of future. I am dreaming in present. I am tired of waiting, I am tired of past, I am scared of future. I am dreaming in present. I am in a middle of road, my car all in smoke, and I am not sure where should I go and what ‘s wrong with me or my car. Rain, storms, sun, thunderstorms, why am I going, why am I running? I am running from jail, I am going to Mexico. What is my crime? Battery charges for fights with police; 10,000 dollars are bond bail. I have one month before trial, what should I do, what should I read? Torah, Bible, Marxism or law books? Enough of the praying, enough of the reading, I am ready for actions, I am ready to run. Where is the justice, where is fairness, where is truth? Double standard, police brutality, death ears, and brainless people are all over this country. The sky is in fog, the road is blurred, and I am confused in theories, but I am street smart. My logic is simple: If I was stopped by police, arrested, and let go for nothing. They will send me to jail for nothing. They are not people, they are cops, animals, garbage. Should I kill all American cops, idiots or run toward freedom, love, ocean? I am running to warm country. I have 100 miles till border: I have one head, two arms, two legs, I think that I am fully equipped for freedom and justice. The sky is for me, the land is on my side, and I am running toward border, toward freedom. Olla Vicente Fox, olla my amigos, olla to democracy, bye -bye Bush, Rice, Cheney, Cops & Co. I have nothing to loose becase I am homeless in my homeland and I am free overseas.

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