Saturday, 11 February 2017

Poor us...

Often, we find fault with rich folks and folks living in the posh part of town for being supportive and tending to favour each other, at our expense supposedly. Unfortunately, ourselves, we cannot seem to be able to build each other up. Ours is like: "if I can't have it, you can't have it." We hate ours for what we love in/about others, and low-key desiring each other's good fortune.

We cannot even appreciate much less patronise a neighbourhood enterprise. We will rather abandon a hood store for some overrated boutique elsewhere, to buy nothing uncommon. The only time we look inward is when we are broke and need stuff on credit, and we hardly pay up. So, our hood entrepreneurs will also catch resent and ask us to go to the stores we have been going to. It's like underprivileged and marginalised folks tearing each other. Wo tolay ya!

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