A letter to my butterfly

I hope that the prisons officers there are treating you kindly. Otherwise I will feed them to crocodiles. I hear they denied you bail and want to try you in secret.

Don’t agree to such nonsense, my butterfly. Ask for a public trial. It is your only insurance against injustice. You will thank me later. Don’t despair and please don’t think God doesn’t love you. God and I love you. In the end, it will be alright. We will be happy together.