Fake Faces

I love the face of this emaciated Somali baby. I frankly prefer it to the face of a beautiful girl while she is smiling. I love his eyes too. You know why? It is because the suffering his face expresses is true. He does not sham it. He does not feign any pain. He instead feels it. It is tearing his limbs apart. Unlike his face, that of a beautiful girl is full of fake smiles, fake interest, fake grimaces, fake loving eyes and fake winks. I love this Somali baby because he is telling the truth, the thing we lack in many beautiful faces of girls.