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A Fight For Land

When I were a child, I always thought, Perhaps this home is dependent, It will not work without my parents. One day came, my brother get married, He gets separated and he was a father, My sister gets married and she was a mother, One day came I was also a family man. I have seen very early mother was died. Later after father was also expired, The children, they care eachother, They have a fight for a share. When my father was alive, He also has a fight after my grandpa, He also got a share of land and wealth, But all left behind for a children’s fight. If my father got it after a fight, Why he left further for a fight, Who knows how many owners? Owned this land before my father. Who will solve these complications? Are my children also having a fight? After my death, they shall kill eachother, For a land that nobody owns it.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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