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The life in Anthony agbaje

Everyday the poor live, the memory of pain live with them. They sleep and wake with it. Always life remains the same without change. Is never a stratify story that the poor in the version of existence are living. It is a reality that never speaks of how the history of millions of poor in ghettos, in the world they carry their life in thorny plate. In this ghetto I long visited, it tells a lot of stories which the ink can’t exhaust inscribing all day. The motive for this is that, the everyday that passes the volume of rag-tag colony experiences continues to fill the basin. These experiences weigh volumes or scenes of how an oppressed class is deprive from the value of having life to fullness, is categorize to remain in such an environment that today and tomorrow will never stop bleeding pains and tears. When I was in this community life there has no meaning in the book of those acclaim government who uses the poor plight as an opportunity to bridge their interest

HEAD IN MOLD

The children of the paupers’ are a continuation of ignorance about the real life that confronts this society. Ignorance has been structure by the government of capitalism to be what we should always live with. What to be known about what to know is now narrow with emptiness and dead trap learning environment. Learning conveniently is what humans should have as much naturally the possibility of acquiring it to standard is not doubted to posses. Surpluses is everywhere right from the very beginning this world have its form and size from the evolutionary process of the big bang explosion, necessity to acquire knowledge of everything is not limited. But, still, the story becomes another dimension in history. To class these humans, pen with explore in meaning and simplification is to divide this meaning by saying, the head in mold are the toilers’ off-spring and class that learn in a dead trap school where flood learn with them. What is learn is not about scientific environment but

Is not all about it

The ghetto is seen as a crime zone vicinity, a place where nothing good spring up from. Is an outcast territory where life is worthless in the dictionary of the top? Already, it has being castigated to bring out no meaningful valuable packages, because of the way the top has structure it and painted it. There purpose is seen obvious as they have design it with barbaric condinationlities of human existence. They ensure that life gets no value of enlightenment, instead, it is to be wallow in ignorance, so be slave under their wipe of domination. Living in the ghetto slum and understanding reality which confront her from a class struggle convey an edge of seeing historically how the oppressed suffer from generation of class domination of capital market and production. It does emphasizes how history in the context of confront we live doesn’t speak lie. Everything to know realistically about this slave society lies on the front door of seeing the ghetto life. To say nothing good and better

THE GHETTO CHILD

What is the hope of the ghetto child? Is it open or narrow? Is there a chance of breaking or removing the plague easily or what? What are the possibilities of having better tomorrow? What is at stake for this society?         Not to doubt reality to think ghetto life and ghetto child has no connection with class history, is a fallacy. What we are seeing is an historic connection with class and domination in society. Every society under capital rule market is undergoing this nightmare existence. It cripples the meaning of having today and tomorrow in a better condition from the shark who preside life.     Britain in the past and now after the industrial revolution explained why the future of the ghetto is narrow and blinking in every sense of it. That time, the paupers’ children wear rag clothes, dress shanty, look deficient, wear poverty and sleep with it. France, Germany and other capitalist, feudalist and slavocracy state aren’t exceptional to this social atrocities

Beg to have water

The meaning of life is water. Water is nature. And we are offspring from nature. Evolution speaks more of it. That, life started from water. The very beginning of humankind from “ovum” has the utmost impact of water existence. This, meaning, no life can’t subsist without water. Why it becomes inseparable for life to activate without water is because, if it possible that life can subsist without… it means, in the first place why do we have water? Why do we have nature? Why do we need oxygen? T he interpretation of this, point, that, life is inseparable from nature, because we are product and descendant of water. Water is everything. Water is the why we exist. Water is an expansion of life. Water is the rocket to colonalize, to travel beyond boundary. Water is the breed of consciousness. Water is the materialism of science. Water is the materialism of human exploration of creation. Water is an open door of conscious creativity of our world built by our hands. Water is never spiritualis

The shanties

If really as poet will say life is beautiful. Why is it that, this… never speak well of what map the other side. Is it because, words is afraid or have gallop to pass this vicinity, or what? Again, it speaks another. Is it really that life is beautiful when the shanties inscribe gargantuan of lifeless existence package to adapt with. This in itself tell that the poetry that sees life in abstraction to be beautiful, is like jumping a fence without running to calculate the steps even when focusing. The shanties are never a painted story. Are a story that describes where and how this dungeon system has constructed the structure of life for generations upon generations of the raggers to adapt to this eyesore existence? This is a place where dwellers in the city of pronounce civilization beg to live a meaningful happiness. But, infact, it is a reality that confirmed the long deprivation of raggers, dwelling in mud settlement to ensure to make a survival. Yet, surviving under the boot and

Always the same

When today is like this, how shall tomorrow look like? It is never a magic to think tomorrow will walk away easily from the shadow of today, when already today is living in thorns. Many thorns make the flesh to bleed as everyday count her misery. The picture never speak abstract of life that beg to have meaningfulness under the masters hands. This is a clear reality that lives in the colony never live different, but always the same painfully. The sun will shine over, and most occasion, the moon will appear to beatify the cloud on a world of paupers that wears ugliness, dirtiness and shroud pain that the heart always carriers without season when the template of reading happiness is scarce for the face to have. The toilers have continue to hope that tomorrow can walk away from the hideous features of today, yet, the story of both speak no falsehood as capital market have already stratify the sameness as jacket for the toilers to wear. To believe that life have change, meaning, whethe