Working through the streets of the township where I grew up in brings sadness and hurt in my heart. The plight they face on a daily basis is too much to handle and to think they are just a small percentage of the population that is feeling the brunt of poverty and the ills imposed unto them by ruthless individuals that prey on them.
My eyes got filled with tears when elderly men and women cry about not receiving their old age grand and when you ask them why, they cannot even explain it and the officials responsible for their wellbeing have lost the will to serve them. My heart breaks when young girl’s innocence is brutally taken by ruthless monsters that impose themselves on them by sexually abusing them and parents keep quiet about the deeds. The epidemic has taken so much from us, children are orphans and have lost hope that their lives will ever be meaningful. Unemployment is rippling our society, young people are idling on our streets with no hope for a brighter future.
The time has come for us to stand up and fight for our community. The fortunate ones that have managed to break away from the bondages of poverty need to plough back and uplift our brothers and sisters who are in need of help.
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