The greatest disease of the poor isn't poverty... it's idle fuck and plenty children Put a premium on your fuck Breed wisely!

The curse of the poor is plenty children.

It's a disease!

They are cursed with that itch that can't be scratched.

So they give birth to plenty children

And wait for mother nature to come nurse and cater for them.

But mother nature isn't mother Theresa.

She is in most cases, a pedophile

Ritualist

Rapist

Or the worse of them all

Another mother...

Female subjugation didn't begin from patriarchy.

It originated from the family!

Yes!

The family unit!

That smallest, singular unit is the creation and mother of all monsters!

Feminism won't bring about female emancipation, not in a million years.

Why?

Because... the woman!

Yes....

The woman!

The woman indeed is her own worst enemy.

 I watched a video of a woman, a mother

Who lifted a child of not more than 6 years old, up high

And wham!!!!

Slammed her to the ground, Undertaker style.

Maybe I'm wrong about the age of the child.

She probably might even be younger, or older than 6.

Who can tell with suffering!

Malnorishment and maltreatment has a way of masking one's true age.

Just like money reveals true intentions.

Poverty hides the contents of our hearts and looks.

As I was saying...this evil woman lifted the child higher than her hands could permit her and slammed her to the ground.

Then she pounced on the child with all the anger and fury of Beelzebub.

Why?

The child isn't hers!

Suddenly your husband gets a promotion

Or you open a shop

Maybe, your husband buys a car and you move to a bigger apartment.

Or in most cases, you marry up!

Now the need to get a house help to compliment your newly acquired status is so strong.

You can't wait for your friends to see your new God status.

So quickly you rush to the village, put up a false show of wealth, exaggerated generosity and kindness.

You merry and act so loving to your village people.

The old poor illiterates fall for your chilvary.

Blind to the scam

They worship at your heels

Finally, you request for their baby girl, barely older than your own child.

They don't object, because you are the Messiah they couldn't be to their child.

With promises of sending their poor kid to school and hope of a better tomorrow.

The American dream of every poor average Nigerian

Born plenty

One will be the one to lift the family out of poverty.

They relinquish their poor, innocent baby to the Vulture.

The poor, who have failed as parents, now failing their offspring.

Not given by God

But created from idle, hot, sweaty, animal lust and cheap fuck.

You carry a child from her mother to go and look after your own children.

You take her from her mother's nest and expect her to fly immediately she gets to the city with you.

You can't wait to show this object of your newly acquired bad taste, subtly to your friends.

We can already picture you, driving into a function with a child carrying your children and your bag.

While you walkz in hands free, shoulder high and house help attached to your thighs.

Your voice a leash.

Issuing commands like a general, while the child runs around executing them in dog like fashion.

A child that is barely old enough to care for her own self.

You expect the world from her.

You expect her to be a mother to your children while you slay.

The child is expected to wash their clothes like a washing machine.

Sweep their rooms and the entire house in Usain bolt's time.

Cook like a chef

Clean like a broom

And slave for them

Worst part is..

You expect this poor child to be an adult your kids aren't.

You beat the child to a pulp because she fights with your own children.

She plays with their toys because by default all kids love toys, so you pounce on her like mortal and beat her like pestle.

She sleeps in the kitchen, the cold bare ground.

While your children occupy the big vast spacious room.

She isn't worthy to sleep with your children in their royal bedroom because she didn't come from your vagina and suckle from your nipple.

Your husband knows this

Deep down he frowns but doesn't care enough.

His seed didn't produce this, so what does it matter to him.

He moves on, uninterested and indifferent.

He has other you, a younger or younger versions to keep him engaged.

At this young age, your child becomes a blackmailer due to your wickedness.

Your child is now a master manipulator and manipulates the system to their favor, to the detriment of the poor childhelp.

But you forget one thing...

The real mother nature

She watches

She frowns

She weeps for the poor child

And so she sends a help for the help

But for you...

It's the avenger

Your Thanos

Whom we all know as Karma

Slowly but eventually Karma arrives

And with a snap of a finger

You reap what you sow, times 10.


Thank God, finally the woman in this story has been apprehended by the Enugu state police.

Of course, as usual the poor Innocenct Lucy is being blamed...

It's Lucy's fault, she shed crocodile tears in the video.

I don't know what came over me, people who know me, know I treat her like my own...she bleats

Madam, we know what came over you.

You came over you!

But, blame it on poor old Lucifer's, who is chained in the lowest part of hell, Innocenct and even shocked at the wickedness he's being blamed for.

If you still doubt the power of social media this 21st century, you are worse than Thomas.

This entire journey started because someone did something...

Recorded the incident.

If you aren't making money with your smart phone.

Make justice!

Use your smart phone, smartly.



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