Survival

This is the life we were used to, every day is a struggle. With a lot of impoverished kids waiting hopefully for us to return with food, clothing and medications failure is definitely not an option. We are their lifeline, they need us but more importantly we need these kids to continue our lineage to make sure we don't die out eventually from hunger and poverty. We know the Affluent also need us alive, who will after all be their slaves and servants, they are just terribly uneasy when we multiply in numbers so much.
They made changes to the security, brought in tougher and deadlier men to prevent the radicals like us from getting past the wall that divides the impoverish from the affluent, the wall that they built as so that we would not forget our place in society and so ultimately prevent us from taking anything from them.
Well let's just say since hunters have learnt to shoot without missing, birds have learnt to fly without stopping.
It was not foreign to us, scaling high terrains and threading pest infested grasslands. Entering forbidden lands was our calling. I call it helping our selves to what we really need, our means for survival. So what if they call it stealing, live a day in our shoes and tell me how you would be able to survive.
Speaking of shoes, mine was already worn-out from endless running and extreme over usage. But I can't even focus on that right now. My mind is on the rage I feel for the condition of the children, hungry for days with little more than a piece of bread for each child. I felt like unleashing my rage on the one person most deserving, the Councillor, a greedy misfit who had plunge our race into modern slavery with his crazy policies and insatiable urge for power, which he knows the Affluent can definitely offer him as often as he sings their tune.
Well we were unsuccessful on our last rampage, it was like they were really prepared for us as we were fortunate to get out with our lives and some battle wounds.
This time it would be the other way round, we need to win and we need to get provisions, we can't depend on the meagre ration we get from the Councillor ,his sick way of excusing himself from his bad deeds. We have a better plan, we rob a whole settlement of Affluents, for the children, for survival, for our race.