Tijuana Mexico

Casualties of an enforced lifestyle shiver in the breeze Along the rugged roads of old dust and ditches that divide Rest a group of modest enclosures they call home Built out of left over wood and delivery slates in 90 degrees They seem content with their simplistic lifestyles and unsightly miles Water is delivered in worn out trucks and stored in their homes in discarded tanks There is no sewer system, very few working water systems are scattered Yet, if you were to pass through for a visit, the women would be cooking with smiles During the day, men are bused to work in factories and earn fifty dollars a week Few people have the resources to receive a doctor’s visit and medications “Anencephaly” a brain birth defect that their infants have, now significantly rise When it rains there the roads become virtually impassable and unusably bleak They are a hard working people with values and a drive to nurture their youth Bathing their children in the same lavadora they wash their dishes in Tijuana is among one of the poorest places in the world With these living conditions, it’s hard to turn your back from the truth