Greater love hath no man than to lay down his life for his brother.
I am but a man, I am driven by an insane desire to help others, sometimes, even at my own detriment. I write what I feel, my writing is my art and art is life.
I start this off on a good and sad note, the good part is I always find happiness, even when in depression, the sad part is depression is not a thing to be taken lightly.
I won't lie, my depression is not as a result of the reasons we feel, it is because I see suffering and I still feel powerless.
Someone once told me, we cannot save them all, I feel we can at least try and push harder till we eventually save them. I am not defined by the laws of normalcy, I am not defined by the laws of generality, before you go and research those laws, please note that they are merely expressive terms.
The curse of poverty and the desire to end it all
Poverty is an enemy of man, it comes in various ways, we have the intellectual, monetary and what have you.
I used to write to fill pages before, now I want to write to communicate to the world. I want to write history in the gallery of time.
Let love cease to be a word, let it cease to become a language, let it become a way of life, let it be our chosen way of life.
Poverty is a disability, a curse, a scourge on the earth, a tyrant which makes the mortal man become a danger to himself and everyone else.
So many men have become beasts because of poverty, so many roam the streets in a madness like state without being mad.
We choose to follow a path, either the path of poverty in riches or riches in poverty, but you can be rich even when you think you are poor and you can be poor when you think you are rich.
It is said that only a poor man remembers the ant that bit him the previous week. A man might abound in ideas, but if he lacks in the resources to put those ideas to use, then he is poor.
When I see people poor, it makes me mad, I get depressed at the thought of poverty. I do not want to be poor, I do not want others too to be poor, even if it takes more than I have, I will always help others.
Sometimes, I work behind the scenes to help, not because I expect a thank you, but because I believe in saving the world one person at a time.
I know the bitter taste poverty leaves in the mouth, so I have chosen to corrupt that bitterness with sugar and in that act, turn bitter experiences into sweet ones, I have a dream that one day, the world will find happiness and poverty will become an obsolete term.
I used to believe money was the root of all evil until I discovered what poverty can do to a man. A man is allowed to dream, to target his goals, but poverty, the illegal poacher, comes in and ruins it all.
I know of a man who got burnt for stealing food to eat, I cried in my soul when I heard that because poverty caused it.
Someone somewhere has just eaten his/her last meal on Earth right this minute, meanwhile someone somewhere does not even have what to eat as a last meal.
My greatest strength is my compassion, I remember back then, I would say I won't share with people, but I eventually learned how to do it.
The will to go on
Deep in my soul, I am depressed, the troubles of this world weigh me down, sometimes "peace" seems like the eternity and until I help, I will always feel this way.
The depressed man actually smiles a lot, the hungry man vexes a lot.
I have neither silver nor gold yet, I only have a strong desire to help even without the silver or gold. I am at the gates of steemit, the den where gods among men dwell, I want to enter, open the gates and let me in.
To make a difference, you have to be a difference, rend the obstacles in my path and let me dream again in synchronization with the good hearts of men.
When I can put a smile on my fellow man's face, I can be happy, I can freely said I made an offering of a soul: The gift of love which destroys the seed of poverty.
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Hello @ehiboss.
This post really got to me.
Thanks for this.
Its every one's desire to be of assistance to others in one way or the other. But the thing is that we can't help everyone all at the same time.
There have been times when i wished i could open a foundation that would help the needy ones. Those ones in need of fees, those that can't pay their bills, etc.
We'll will surely get to the level where we will be able to do all our heart desires without stress but as of now, we have to cut our coats according to our size.
Help those you can while you are capable of doing so.
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@stanleephenom
thanks
Good job
thank you so much
Poverty
I hate it with perfect hatred especially in relation to children
Sometimes i just try to put my head down while walking on the road because i can't avoid to see those kids in pain and agony
Mothers with twins
Human dressed on corporate
Although we can't help them all but we can reach them all through love.
like you said love should be our life.
Nice post boss
poverty is a disease
poverty is terrible and a disease, nobody likes it.
indeed it is
this was a pretty amazing post!
Thank you
I'm really touched deep down by this post. You've really got a heart for humanity, and this is really needed to revamp the state of mankind.