Life within the walls are the sweetest and we do things in common. At one time we held hands together and in cooperation but at a time we got stab at the back by the people who we held hands with.
We thought we are enjoying our life not knowing we are held captive. Bundles with ropes and chains shackles on our legs. The heads and leaders hold us captive with no bread on our table . Even people who has small money couldn’t spend their money for they bought policy which prevent them.
We were able to peep through the holes of the wall and we have seen what others are doing outside the wall we are in but life is magnificent that is the kind of life I want .
I don’t know why I was born inside the wall and not outside the wall where life is easy and fun filled place.
This is not the type of life I want .