Poverty Is Wicked Harassment: The Way Out

By Rankli Koh

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Naturally, life of insignificance, irrelevance and passivity is punishable by death; so is life of mere existence and that of the subhuman treatment of poverty as terrible as toiling and laboring under the hoax of a wicked slave driver.
Man ought to be man, truly live in fortune and freedom, or die absolutely and get off the way! Hence, alpha personalities do not need to meddle with the albatross called poverty.
But, abominably, princes are going barefoot as a result of poverty, and so many are dead and buried long time ago. In the inner cities, at present, are some brains damaged, while many live by feeding from hand-to-mouth. So, some responsible governments are truly worried!
Alas! Some poor fellows, in trying to escape the wicked harassment of poverty , still fall into worse situations of darker ignorance, religious comatose, confraternal slavery, and the illusions of limbo (for the destruction of the poor is still their poverty).
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To hold the plough and look back is very dangerous!
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• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing Singapore
• Release date: Apr 28, 2018
• ISBN: 9781482883114

Rankli Koh

Rankli koh is a multi-gifted creative thinker, researcher and teacher in realistic and workable ideas for the liberation of suffering mankind. An international Public Speaker, organizational Support Consultant and Business Coach, the author is concurrently highly endowed with classified knowledge of Life and Existence. Rankli, in formal and higher terms, is variously trained in Communication, Government, Administration and Education.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter One

Poverty and its Wicked Harassment

Chapter Two

The Way Out

Chapter Three

The Star Matter (Rankli 101)

Chapter Four

Getting The Capital and Platform

Chapter Five

Riches and Relationships

Chapter Six

The Divine Principle of Wealth Transfer

Chapter Seven

Viable Areas for Investment and Employment Focus

Chapter Eight

Keys to Quality Goods and Services, Plus Excellence in Marketing and Sales

Chapter Nine

You and Leadership

Chapter Ten

The Wise Counsel

Chapter Eleven

Conclusion

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Thank you Max Stern for your literary expertise and classical foresight. And kudos to your hardworking and objective editorial team at #60 Cannon Street, London, England.

Your very positive analyses and projections about the manuscript of this book, at the earlier or first round stage, gave me the fire to strive further to come thus far. We are still one! Thanks so much, Mr. Max!

Thanks so much Dr. C.L. Nwaneri, who did not only show faith and belief in the potentiality of this book, following the Cannon Street independent evaluation report, but who, amidst the hectic professional medical practice and tutoring in the United Kingdom, still stepped in and worked so hard and, of course, sacrificially for the realization of this project. You have a lion’s heart!

Many thanks to the creative human capital at the corporate office of my publishers at 1663 Liberty Drive, Bloomington, Indiana 47403, United State of America. This kudos is for your transformative world vision via qualitative publishing. The same acknowledgement goes to your production plant in Singapore for a magnificent end-product in this book.

I thank you Jerome Edwards, my vibrant publishing consultant. It’s so great that even at your new posting at Partridge Publishing office and production plant in Philippines, you still coordinated the completion of my project in Singapore, following the excellent order of Bloomington.

Allan Larkin, for your constant follow-ups and patience during the signing of the publishing contract documents.

Rich Mendez, a finely-bred Marketing and Public Relations consultant attached to my project for worldwide understanding and circulation…. You are bold and good.

Oh! Can’t forget you, Emily Laurel, my courteous Publishing Service Associate/ Assistant, overseeing a free-flow production experience of my book and I. You know the business of courage and smiles, even in the midst of challenges. You are an Empress of royal and loyal service. Thank you, the proactive thinker!

Kathy Lorenzo, for your stepping in at the right time with the same spirit of progress handed over to you, wherein you resolved to step higher. Thank you so much!

Yes, the pretty Jane Cole, for joining forces with the winning team when my work hit your desk at Author Solutions. Now we’ve hit the tops; let’s go over the tops! And to Penguin Random House, I give much respect for the brand it brandishes for this book.

To my dearly loved family, honourable friends and highly respected mentors…. can’t thank you enough. But, thanks so much!

Of course, to the I Am that I Am, I owe allegiance for life, inspirations and protection in the course of making this book.

Rankli Koh

Wednesday, 21st March, 2018.

CAUTION

To read on is to sign up to brace up to ‘all it takes’ to stride onto stardom, splendor and stupendous wealth. Once you step into THE WAY OUT, no easy reversal to the simple but repugnant status quo!

Resolve to be a true man or real woman, and make heavy impact on Earth before you leave this world at the fullness of time. Red and roses…Riches and relevance… Resources and renown!

DEDICATION

TO

GOD MOST HIGH

Who uplifts the poor and beggars

from the dust and dunghill, and makes them rich and influential.

To HIM alone!

Amen.

PREFACE

For the social unrest, restiveness and crisis poverty breeds, some responsible governments are truly worried, while the United Nations Organization is somewhat in a fix as regards the wherewithal to effectively and comprehensively deal with this socio-economic menace in the global terrain. This challenge is further heightened to an alarming rate, since the reversal of the required capacity for poverty alleviation or eradication, or a slight mismanagement of the quagmire, will definitely portend further escalation of wars! At present, different geographical enclaves of the world are already in various forms of crises, and at protracted wars! Pregnant women and children bear prohibited arms for fights as a result of poverty.

If she’s truly aware, the United Nations Organization (UNO) is, more than ever before, in dire need of realistic and pragmatic resource persons and institutions that will ably and decisively deal with the socio-economic malady in our lands called poverty, which is often dragging humanity to blood and fire!

Most importantly, God Almighty is angry though in a sober search of persons and institutions that would make themselves available for His use so as to combat the monster called poverty, which is fast eating up the image of God in man, instigating men against God and, as a result, dragging many to eternal damnation!

It is on the former ground that I’ve come to contribute; to accept the challenge to carry out my social responsibility role by drawing my intellectual and research-assisted sword to slay poverty!

Good enough, it is on the latter ground that I offer myself to war against poverty for it’s the Lord that teacheth my hands to war and my fingers to fight. Sound knowledge, wisdom and understanding are the strategies for the fire-for-fire approach against poverty in this book.

I’m asking all possible dangers to introduce this remedial book to the people who suffer from poverty, for I found consolation in the words of James Mathew Barrie: "Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves."

Rankli Koh,

Embarking on a special rapporteur and remedial service.

PROLOGUE

Poverty is neither a special mark of holiness nor innocence.

Poverty is an evil attack, a provocative affliction and social reproach. For sure, a man can hardly earn genuine respect and honour of society by preferring to live in poverty. No wonder are the achievements and wisdom of the poor disregarded by human society.

Another bad side of it is that even the relatives and friends of a poor man often shun him, not wanting him. This notwithstanding, life-affairs of the poor are still full of constant struggles.

The poverty of a person per se does not make him a subject of glory, but, at best, an object for sympathy and help. Poverty is never a virtue. The biblical virtuous woman was not poor; rather she gave arms to the poor.

Although they have different levels of consequences, poverty, sickness and sin are the same. They tend to rubbish the dignity, integrity and sanctity of man the image of the Most High God. Poverty, a very grievous menace, is a handy weapon of the anti-Christ against the elects of God. It (poverty) is one of the most dangerous elements of the spiritual wickedness in high places that often tends to disturb of the work of God! Beyond this, it has made many of its victims vulnerable to various sicknesses, arising from malnutrition and ill-nutrition, hunger and starvation; many more exposed to spiritual attacks; people wickedly harassed and tormented by squalor and outright deprivations; some others to emotional collapse, resulting in hypertension, heart attacks and heart failures. Furthermore, it has driven a good number of people to quasi-mental-disorder, in addition to silencing many to the grave before their time! No thanks to poverty. But thanks to God for the availability of the way out of poverty, for with God all things are possible.

Chapter One

POVERTY AND ITS WICKED HARASSMENT

POVERTY

The poverty that we are concerned with in this book is basically financial poverty-the situation where man lacks enough economic power to achieve what he needs to live as a human being. Yes, the inability to respond to his personal, family and social responsibilities and thence live out a dignified life of abundance, influence and relevance. This poverty includes a situation where a person cannot eat enough of good and quality food his or her body requires for normal growth and health. It also revolves around the financial incapacitation for one to achieve the basic life requirements of good and appropriate clothing. It goes further to include the financial inability for one to take good care of one’s health and life, and live in a nice and conducive environment as regards quality housing. Ah! This poverty includes the financial inability to acquire at least all the basic things of life that can keep man basically comfortable, satisfied, happy and grateful to his God and, of course, live in abundance and surplus riches and wealth for others to benefit.

THE SKELETON OF POVERTY

In the portrayal of the covert or hidden aspects or kinds of poverty in this book, such elements of lack and deficiency (the skeletal bones of poverty) are discreetly identified and tactically deflated for the total collapse of the harassment called poverty.

And such identified wicked and structural bones of poverty include the following:

(1) The poverty of creativity and correct ideas;

(2) The poverty of purpose and focus;

(3) The poverty of opportunities and favor, timeliness and promptness;

(4) The poverty of courage and motivation;

(5) The poverty of ability and capital;

(6) The poverty of resilience and persistence,

(7) And the poverty of balance, stability and that of the peace of mind.

The above discovered secret bones of poverty are wisely sifted out and blown away in this written wand of windy waves – The Way Out.

Poverty Uuh!

Babylon is fallen!

CAUSES OF POVERTY

The chief causes of poverty, among others, include poor family inheritance and background, non-application of the principles of wealth creation and sustenance of riches (reckless living and mismanagement inclusive). Others include strangulating socio-economic cum political environments and contravening spiritual foundations, interferences, and adversely intervening variables.

Furthermore, low mental powers and ill-programmed mental attitudes, physical disabilities and, of course, total madness are parts of the root causes of poverty. Apart from being a major cause, IGNORANCE is the bloodiest sustainer of poverty.

"On a very serious note, when a poor

raving lunatic is apprehended,

rehabilitated, either by medical

expertise or by the power of the

Holy Spirit and restored back to

order, with capabilities for reading

and understanding, this book remains

a viable tool for his recovery unto

riches and relevance to society."

Rankli Koh

Pentecost day, Sunday morning, 24th May, 2015

THE WICKEDNESS OF POVERTY

(THE HARASSMENT)

This harsh thing that makes a man look older than his real age; poverty is desperately wicked! It is a grievous evil often resulting in provocative harassment! What do you think about the story of that woman that openly joined the widows in a church gathering (while her husband was still alive and physically present at the Christian meeting)? The surprised and disturbed man (the husband) reached for the woman (his wife), asking if she actually understood what she was doing; if she actually heard the announcement that only required the widows to come out. The claiming widow’s reaction was nothing but a rude shock! She asked the man: This thing you are living is it life? By implication, this man was declared dead while he was still alive simply because he was poor! It must be that he could not provide his wife with her basic needs.

Dear reader, if you feel bad about this woman’s attitude and want to come against her, never fail to consider what extent of damage poverty might have done to the poor woman’s power of mental coordination and consequently her mind, leading to the public harassment of the poor husband.

Sometime in the distant past, I clearly heard a woman narrating a story concerning a married couple, where she told us, without mincing words, that the man in the marriage relationship had no hands. In this case, one may be moved to pitifully wonder if the man in question was born deformed, or rather wonder if the said man was amputated as a result of an accident. In my sympathetic cut-in-enquiry, and the consequent provoked reactions I got, indicting me for lacking proverbial understanding, it became clear to me that the man’s hands were not cut-off after all. A complete and healthy fellow. They maintained that the man was summarily declared handicapped, having no hands, as a result of his poverty. Astonishingly, I discovered that the benefit the poor fellow got was simply the people’s soft-feelings and pity towards him. And I summarily earned scorn for making them expose the poverty of the poor fellow that the equally poor-looking storyteller placated with a protective and sympathetic adage of ‘having no hands’. Errant nonsense! Poverty disease! Hypocrisy of poverty! Where is the sanity and empathy of tactically and stylishly cutting off a man’s hands in the name of social covering? Don’t tell me this!

In the developed world, poverty has harassed men into beggars on the streets. New York City in America is an example.

Recently, in the United Kingdom, precisely in 2015, were a handful of British citizens and aliens publicly decrying the attacks of poverty in their life-affairs. In the modern country of the renowned and best philosophers of old, Greece, were the citizens committing suicide in 2015, arising from perceived inability to cope with the economic hardship arising from the same poverty. What a sad news? Similarly, in the Middle East, and its neighboring countries, were reports of how the monster called poverty has stamped its ugly feet of sordid squalor on the historical terrain of wealth.

This same poverty has harassed African girls into harlotry in Italy. Poverty is one of the rude agents of the Queen of Babylon, the mother of all harlots. Fire, burn Babylon!

Poverty reserves no respect for social and professional titles. A number of kings, Chiefs, Sirs, teachers, engineers and so many others in the private and public sectors feed from hand-to -mouth. Why should some educated people in our societies live in slums and shanties? Is it good for salaried workers to live on buying things on credit and borrowing monies to pay on pay days? Constantly struggling just for the stomach’s sake and paying accumulated bills and debts is not the best way to live! This is a life of constant struggles. Poverty is the initiator and sustainer of hand-to-mouth existence. Is feeding from hand- to-mouth a good life to live? The answer is no! No thanks to poverty for subjecting and subjugating men and women to the stagnant and repugnant life of mere existence, hanging survival and pseudo- appearances!

People looking awkward, haggard and pale; appearing besides themselves, talking to themselves, and being generous with unsolicited glassy and shaky smiles! You see old women feebly pointing at the air, talking to vain imaginations. Poverty is heartless and no respecter of age and gender!

In ghettos are men and women in rags, young and old. Dreadlocks! No attendant nazarite powers. Some dreadlocked from dirts, dusts, and dreads of the unknown. Voices, deep, dry, and dreadful with loud and hysterical laugher. Several hard and harsh voices, cracked, and heard as though spoken from afar, like complaining and groaning frogs and toads in the neighborhood. Noise pollution! Political debates. Class and creed resentment. Expensive jokes! Provoked reactions! Overturned tables, kicks, punches and head butt! Gambling, jumping and fainting. Hunger invades, violence erupts, bottles broken, and the overpowered fellows stabbed in the eyes, and on the breasts. Many, dead and buried in the yards, doing cheap drugs! Quarter-dead men lying critically on benches and cracked floor. Cigarettes-darkened lips struggling with hunger and ethanol-filled stomachs. Appetite-losing liqueur, freely given in the free - membership fraternities of the have - nots and the slums of the paupers. And, more so, they suffer wicked omens, often being suspected for crimes and witchcraft. While it is among the politicians that you find some Presidents, Ministers, Legislators and Governors who steal millions and billions of dollars from the government treasuries, without recourse to any functioning and functional social security schemes. The poor are often helplessly harangued. Many to absent-mindedness in the marketplaces. Some to total madness in the streets. Mighty Maytones, in their musical album entitled MADNESS, cried about this: "…Too much Madness upon the streets,…Because madness takes control of their little brains…". Hoping the "Almighty Father will solve this situation."

Young girls, half-naked, small madness, smoking the Ganja and hard English menthol, smiling seductively for little stipends. Cheap brandy and whiskies turn them loose for lust and wild living. Sachet spirits; and the serpent stings them to stupor. I mean young girls, some lovely sweet sixteens. They are the eyes of their impoverished families at home! Nocturnal breadwinners of their beggarly siblings.

Night clubs run -around -girls!

Black beauties and brains, bound in Brooklyn and Bristol brothels, begging boys bread for breath! White whores, wearing waisties, wasting womanhood, wanting wealth. In Amsterdam, Holland, these white wonders win weak warriors.

Wonderful whores!

Pretty princesses,

Pampered by the Prince

Of Persia,

Pushed by poverty,

Proudly practice prostitution in

Primitive paradise.

The city is there,

And one.

But the practice is here;

In every city of the world.

Pink practice,

Babylon boom!

Trapped in the travails and trappings of illusionary dollars, they rent the veils of their virginity to prevail. All to no avail…vanities of vandalized virginity. Vigorously and variously violated black and white virgins! The Police raid and get some handcuffed in Abidjan, Abuja, and Accra. In these raid, so many security operatives have fallen aside: some to jail, for human right abuses; some to H I V infections, for being seduced in the operations, and some to total madness from attacks of mermaid and cosmic spirits in human forms. Corruption makes them vulnerable for spiritual attacks. The ex-policemen? Yes, irate lunatics! Go there, you will see them. Just go there. But be on your guard! They laugh loudly and pick dry leaves and torn papers on the streets and dunghills. Don’t mind their laughter, they are very wicked. Go there, you will see them! Only monitor closely with care, lest you’re ruthlessly manhandled and beaten out of your senses by a well- trained force man who was relieved of his duty for uncontrollable madness! Sudden madness. Not just one. Vicious and irate lunatics. Prior to this total madness, they thought that guns were all and all, not knowing that other higher forces exist unseen. Gallant men! But unfortunately, the curves and nudity of Jezebels become their Achilles’ heel. Big heads, hysterical laughter. You have to be very, very careful since want to go there! If you insist, then you are on your own! You may be solely responsible for lost teeth or broken head. Evil spirits possess them!… in the dunghills!

In small corners, inside batcher shops, baldheads, very high in spirits, puffing out tick and cloudy smoke, and spitting out dry but contagious phlegm. Black and brown mucus; earthworms and millipedes have their fills thereof, after which they attack the weak foundations of their bamboo yards. Shit! Poverty, Shit!

In Kingston, Polis appear, rude boys take to their heels for illegal possession of the dreaded Ganja Herb. Babylon! Dem curse the Polis ina de area. But, we know that in Zion there is sobriety and, of course, the recommended intoxicating spirituality and highness of the Spirit. Empowering and mentally charging! Far higher than the Ganja herb, not of the smoking of the outlawed weeds in most societies!

But, bad boys disagree! Troubles continue in the streets and night clubs. In broad daylight, unrest springs up! Police everywhere! Tear-gas everywhere! Heavy wind erupts, noisily and hastily moving in torrents of circular dimensions, lifting filths, rags, fallen leaves, torn papers and dirty sand upwards! Sand in the eyes of the policemen. Dust and disarray! Older fellows take to their heels. The prudent go into hiding, peeping from the corners to see if the battles are over. Oh! They linger, dragging too long. More problems!

Still the disobedient children go to engage the polis at the gates, throwing stones.

Not one stone, I mean, the One Stone of Culture fame, associated with the Rasta men.

Alas! Some arms-carrying ghetto boys get into some gun duel with the polis, as they usually call them, instead of police. Flying bullets rent the air. And the polis kill some of them, while some fidgeting policemen slump on their own guns, looking dead, provoking the gallant ones to fire sporadically in a vengeance madness. But the counter-embattled and thence terrified officers’ straight bullets, on rapid response trigger setting, hit innocent people! A pregnant woman falls on the road. A fleeing school girl runs into an escaping vehicle. Blood everywhere! Blaring sirens, hijacking the ears and collapsing into an uproarious mix of zooming and yelling. Cries from the anguish of pains and pepperish - gas. Red eyes everywhere! The people, mainly the hungry and the jobless, get mad. Diehards amongst them tie deaths on their necks and take to the streets, heading towards the police station for more fights. Riots everywhere! Journalists on the run! Hawkers desert the streets! Whistles, horns, sirens and cries take over the streets. Confusion everywhere! The State Police Command, signaled, on the way for re-enforcement and back - up, while heavy security is beefed up around the local police station.

Parents mourn and blame the government. The police deny all allegations and blame the batty boys for the alleged trigger-happiness and killings. The remaining batty boys, still spitting fire, threaten to avenge the deaths of the unsuspecting victims. The masses hail the ghetto boys for their concern and commitment to justice (?) More tensions!

The state promises investigations and compensation. But the bullets - felled can’t come back alive. Dead for burial! Poverty; the scene it creates: just like an artwork faintly crafted above in a painter’s mix of red, and in prose with a patois raga country for a setting, is a representation of chaos and crisis. In real life, the movie scripted above could be depicting less. Poverty does worse things elsewhere!

Tired from the curse of hand-to- mouth- existence, some frustrated poor fellows attempt to meet and scheme evil in night clubs in New York City. In Rickers Island, they ended up, being rounded up, and handcuffed! In their dirty enterprise, New York City police close in on them, red-handed. The court