A place where alcohol and drugs is idolized. The body compromised because the priority of a grieving heart is booze and drugs over food.

A place where young men I grew up with who were once handsome and buzzing with energy are now drained by blood sucking drugs and alcohol, which have automatically graduated them to dirty thiefs to the community that once saw lawyers and in-laws in them.

A place where education is not celebrated because of the unemployed genius’s who speak elite English when standing at the spaza shop with a cigarette in one hand and rolling dice in the other.

A place of the walking dead. “Our dreams have been buried in the cemetery of hopelessness”. Producing lifeless beings, shadows with dull eyes.

A place where families are enemies, where children are being blamed for their parent’s misfortunes and failures and where parents are rivals tormenting each other’s children spirituality and physically so to have themselves successful first than the other.

A place where spiritual wars are waged in broad daylight, where the night calls for dancing monkeys on top of everyone’s roof till the next day ends the party. The devil resides in churches where a congregation fights during a church services and our sins and sicknesses are sprayed away by insecticides.

A place where man speak of how other men are wealthy and how they spend their money. They take political parties serious than family issues, all that is discussed in a bar where they run away from their wives and children.

A place where children are being influenced by their parents drinking in front of them, if as a child you don’t know what is right and what is wrong nowadays then trust me, you’ve got no future. It’s either you decide or let people decide for you. Friends can be controlling sometimes so you’ve got to stand up and lead yourself to the future.