Clay Pots & Wooden Spoons

Its not that unusual to hear of people actually going to drug rehabilitation centers. I’ve had some distant relatives who went through some of them since I was little. It seems that drugs these days are much easier to gave access to than back when I was in high school. Its really saddening how many of the youth today get addicted to drugs. Many have been running to it to escape their problems or even forget the harsh realities of their living conditions for a bit.

I’ve seen both the poor and rich get addicted to it. Though not many poor people have the luxury to afford treatments to get them back on track. I see a lot of poverty stricken youths in the stairs of LRT stations, on street corners, beside fastfood joints, beside terminals and you’d see them at times carrying these plastic bags filled with some rugby which they inhale. I know poverty isn’t an excuse, but then how can we make them listen if we don’t suffer as much as they do.

I hope this Christmas these children can find food that they can share with their families at home, instead of staying outside in the cold.