Dimensions: 8 x 4.75
In my village we raised rice to earn our livelihoods as we had always done among the mountains and forest with prosperity. But this prosperity was destroyed by (with) the dreadful craters of the bombs from he airplanes throughout the region, xxx. Not only this but there were also many kinds of poison. There were the bombs of napalm which would burn houses and people as well. And there was a kind like a leaf. And there was the paper which would blow in the wind. If anyone would pick it up they would be like the person in the picture. There were many kinds which would kill people.
We were most afraid of these things if we went anywhere we had to be most careful.
The artist: the person who has truly seen this now has an age of 28 years.