Sometimes I’m just thinking about my dreams, dreams about D.R. Congo, later saying to myself that I’m in great way. Later something came and afraid me, I start to laugh to myself to my child mind. I’m asking myself how will I do it, when will I do it and of course why will I do it?!

I’m just a boy dreaming to live in Congo, I want to create a charity for children. When I see these people in poverty I feel sad and think that I’m guilty. I’m guilty because when I have opportunity to help them, I’m not doing it. I’m angry to myself.

There are people, waiting help and hoping that. Are we cruel people to fail their hopes?

This picture is from D.R. Congo, Kinshasa. What a beautiful and cruel country, just like others maybe, but in reality more than others for me. I have a dream, what a beautiful dream...

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