i am enjoying the album of the ethiopian rapper k'naan.

[refrain in somali]
how come they only fix the bridge after somebody's already fallen
x2
[refrain]
how can they go to war with terror when it's war that's terrorizin'
x2
[refrain]

in the grocery store we encountered, standing besides a small margarita dispenser atop cardboard boxes a boy with colored contact lenses, spiked hair and one earring. he gave me a sample of some alcoholic slurry. next to him was an old man with a creased suntanned face, small eyes hidden under his bushy eyebrows, and a large sunburned nose. he had a cowboy hat. both of them wore a t-shirt with the same symbol as was on the bottle.

"six ninety two," the old man said.