Caffeine Sparks has a recent post about the nitty and gritty of the slums that she passed by; on a side-note, I remembered seeing something similar some years ago while walking on Katipunan at late-night. A street kid was standing over a beaten up opponent, while behind him were fellow kids watching. Bereft of any form of education or rules, what else is there but the rule of might is right?
But Sparks gives poetry to an otherwise dark, vulgar event; A stark portrayal that will linger on the edge of our minds for a long time. A Kuko ng Liwanag post, a must-read.