Sung-Bong Choi

I was touched by this young boys story. It's difficult to hear of a child boy having such a rough childhood. At one point in the interview he says he was sold. It breaks my heart to know things like this go on in our world, no child or anyone for that matter should be sleeping on stairs and in public toilets. There is another Sung-Bong Choi somewhere sleeping outside on the streets, alone, who longs for a family to love him.

Translation:

In my fantasy
In my fantasy I see a just world,
Where everyone lives in peace and honesty.
I dream of souls that are always free
Like the clouds that float
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul.


In my fantasy I see a bright world
Where each night there is less darkness.
I dream of spirits that are always free,
Like the clouds that float


In my fantasy exists a warm wind,
That blows into the city, like a friend.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that float
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul.

Translation from: bringingboryahome.blogspot.com