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THE WHEELBARROW BOY.

THE WHEELBARROW BOY Often times I've wondered, What is the hope of the poor man in this country? If the poor can't pity the poor, then Where are we heading to? We complain of bad government, We say the rich are greedy and stingy. The poor man suffers everything because they find themselves at the bottom of the food chain. We are all struggling to survive. It is now survival of the fittest. So when the rich is done oppressing the poor, the poor ( crooks that work for the government) then continues to oppress the poor.           The wheelbarrow boy should be in school but he finds himself in the market place trying to meet ends meet. From the little he makes, the lazy aggressive poor man would tax him on it. He is been oppressed everyday. Not just him, but others like him. The water seller, the bus driver and many more.            The tax man wants him to pay but yet he discharges his customers when he can't pay. Then how can he pay? He works under the scorching sun for just little nuts at his own detriment. He gets customers that would price without pity. He is abused by the crooks. He has destroyed customer's goods by mistake. His skin is harder than that of a crocodile . He probably would have a bent back when he is old. Some don't even smile anymore. Life is hard. Yes it is. But if we show love and share what we have, If we know the value of everyone, then we would no longer oppress our fellow man. If the rich can't help the poor, then let the poor help the poor.

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