By: Dan Phale*
The majority of us do have the idea that to be a poor person is like to be nonexistent in this world. And this is really why poverty is the most dreaded enemy of our life merely because it brings about numerous indescribable challenges in our midst.
But, on the other hand this could be a misleading notion to some extent. With or without worldly riches, life goes on. In fact even the very rich elite of this world do perish on an account of lack of prudence in their ways of life as seen through their decisions and reckless or negligent actions and/or omissions. It is, therefore, a requisite that everybody should be sufficiently sagacious in order to avoid falling into an abssy of problems.
In this article we look at a pathetic story of Sarah, the first born in a family of three children whose father was once a multimillionaire called Kenneth. In their family they had everything at their disposal, ranging from food, clothing, and luxuries. In other simple terms their life was a paradise on earth. However, owing to gross financial and/or economic mismanagement, Kenneth lost most of what had for some years brought glory and smile to him and the entire family. Thus he became as average as all other people in a poverty stricken country.
A proverb says wealth is dew… And this means that all and sundry must exercise fiscal discipline.
Everything had to change drastically about five years ago when Kenneth died in a road accident, leaving all his dependants hopeless. Although the bereaved worked hard in their crop fields fortune could not smile on them any more. Therefore, they were forced by adverse circumstances to start living on one meal only every day, and this challenge culminated into a problem of malnutrition and the related problems… Whereas in terms of dressing they had to put on rags. Fancy that…!
Just a year on, their mother fell chronically sick. And no any single child had any viable idea what to do in order to make ends meet. At that time Sarah had just clocked about sixteen years of age. She suggested that she should go to the nearest city in quest of any kind of work in efforts to raise money which could be used to sustain their livelihood and also to allow their frail sick mother get a better medical attention in a private hospital.
But when Sarah went to the city her wishes and hope got so elusive that she was kidnapped and trafficked to a neighboring country. She was detained in a brothel where her life was exposed to very great risks, for she was forced into prostitution life. No wonder sooner than later she contracted HIV. In this regard life continued being all hell to her such that she couldn’t figure out any reason for her to continue living on earth. But long at last some international human rights activists rescued her from the ordeal and was brought back home, whereas the perpetrators were brought to book.
Upon getting home she narrated details of all the miserable events she had gone through. But this could not do any good to her mother and her young sisters at all. Her mother’s ailing health condition worsened to the extent that she died of heart attack. What a grief to a family which was already under a spell of abject poverty and the related agony.
Meanwhile the poor Sarah is appealing to all people of good will and/or organisations to give her and her two young sisters a charitable hand so that they can get out of the predicament they are in.