Sunday, December 8, 2019

Life is filled with ash heap..the stab of poverty, and the detoriating earth.


Oh poverty, why such ruins to humanity, many a man in the picture shows a clear example of how poverty had worn out the vigour of life from him. He prayed that death  rips his throat but death by no means laid a finger on him, he hungered day and night and yet food was scarce from him, he gazed up to pluck sumptuous fruits but the fruits were spoilt from the other side of its bay, his intestines has been wailing and mourning so so loud that a sound could be heard but yet no food came...he saw a rich man and asked; please give   Me some food for I will be your serva
nt in return but the rich man replied, how could you be of help in this your legendary vulgar status? The rich again said; my son is an undergraduate student studying criminology and he needs a tutor, I am afraid you cannot be of help but the poor man smiled at last..I studied criminology, I can be of a good help replied the poor man, the rich man snubbed him and push him out of his gate.The poor man questioned why he was created to be poor....he went and lay in ice to die coldly,

But still he would not die but rather is filled with anguish and wastage of his first degree honour, by this time the rich man's son who his father claims to study criminology is back and his father smiled and said to him, son , I would be more proud of you if you prove  to me that you have studied criminology and the son boosted to his dad and said; dad, tomorrow I shall make you proud. The rich man's son is a high way criminal, unknown to all, in the evening he broke into a bank as he is armed with artilleries; everybody surrenderd and he escaped but was knocked down by a car ...
and the poor man screamed sighting this scenario from afar and went and helped the rich mans son..for his escape lest the boy may be killed by mob action as the boy escaped, the poor man claimed the responsibility of the committed crime ,at least he could embrace death this last time he thought, he was locked up in a cell for a better sanction in time to come, the rich mans son felt guilty and explained everything to his father, his father felt embittered but determined to help the poor man since he was a saviour to his son and he used his influential figure and set the poor man free, he gave the poor man huge sum of money and as well gave him a permanent job...the poor man could not believe this and shouted my being alive is deo volente!                    The rich man's son on the run when he stole ....

No comments:

Post a Comment