The Economics of Poverty

The Economics of Poverty.
I think today of poverty. It must have been a major troubler of my thoughts. I think of the devastation and the inhumanity of poverty and the injustice baffles me. If there are enough resources and much food in the tillage of the earth I wonder why it's distribution remains tilted, overflowing to a side and drying up at the other.
Some say that's the way God had made it, I can only agree to that if the sun's universal theory has been a lie or if the number of hours differs from one end to the other in a day. Or that some breath some other air than that which everyone else breathes. God made the rich and the poor but he didn't make any poor rather he daily loads us with benefits and all things to enjoy.
If it is my own poverty, it would have been baseless complaining, what baffles me is the poverty of the world.
Maybe it's my judgment of what poverty is? Maybe I'd used luxury to define what poverty is, which would be technically and realistically wrong? I speak not of lack of  extraneous gadgets and funds for cruising around the world in luxury but of lack of food and raiment and even some thin tin to cover the head. I speak of devastating poverty that put human dignity in bonds such that intimidates even the most resolute.
Such may be excused if there weren't enough resources to go round, but if there are wastages on the other side of the see-saw while even the crumbs do not get to the other side, then the ensuing poverty is uncalled for.
I see dryness in the midst of the ocean, I see affluence and the oasis of desertland in its belly. I see riches and abject poverty as if in display of humanity's variety show. Different degrees of human genre degeneration. Economic classes that hardly offers promotion only the best moves on.
The resources of the earth is for all, afterall we all met it here so no one has its eternal certificate of occupation, no one can lay claims to his own possessions. It is for all just like the air, the sun and the moon. He only holds it in trust for others for a season. We brought nothing into the world definitely we'll take nothing out of it. Everything belongs to those alive.
The error of the world born of unbelief in the purpose of the Creator tells us resources are scarce and It can't go round. So we fight for the limited things and those who couldn't have should die, they don't belong. But they have refused to die and they have no other planet to go, even if Mars used to be water filled, I doubt if it still has any as I speak. So to where do we ship the poor? We all belong here and there's nothing any can do about it.
But I see daily how the poor make the rich. How the peanuts are gathered for the rich who thrives on his daily trade. Since the poor won't die or disappear rather in the majority he scrambles for a place at the overcrowded bottom of the food chain and supplies nutrients for the lone ranger at the top of it.
Maybe that's why a group of people should have a leadership system that mediates. Maybe that system should prevent the natural oppression of the poor, as the rich further cuddles his insatiableness, he wants more and more and so his appetite gets bigger and bigger. What belongs to all should be his alone. Not that he consciously thinks so but his appetite won't take otherwise. To him this is his day and every dog has its day.
But how much really does it take to live and have a good life? Do I have to earn a six figure in the double stroked capital es to live to the fullest? Do I have to be known by Forbes to be homo sapien? I sure don't think those who live at the valley of silica are more human than those who live in the desert of Somalia, life and death are common denominator. In life joy may be more in somalia as he listens to a moonlight tale of his forefathers from an old uncle enjoying the breeze of the oceans at twilight, while pains of divorce and betrayals smare the flushiness of the perfumed palace. Life is more than possessions.
Should we then make poverty king? Or blame the rich for being rich or blame the poor for being poor? We can also praise the poor for being so and the blame game would still do nothing.
I read in my Bible, that the resources of the earth is meant for all and that the promise must be sure to all the seed. The powers that makes it unsure either, physical or spiritual aren't of good. And when one comes to the position of leadership such should be on the side of God and not on the side of greed so as to make the promise sure.
When one controls the sustainance of all and has to be the one paid for every grain ate, he has the power to either make poor or rich and can alleviate poverty at will. But if the desire is to be among the few at the top of the ecosystem of human economy, the poor will have to keep pain and paying for him to keep scraping the skies where only a few lives peradventure he would someday top the chain.
Why should nations with majority poor be the one with most luxury gadgets? The mediators are accomplices and the poverty artificial. If you fold my straw and asked me to suckle, while you afix a pump to the teats of the breasts and you suck the milk into a lake for you and your wards while you should be my guard and you still wonder why I am lean? Poor nations should ask their leaders, for so the Lord hasn't ordained it.
Every nation is a garden of Eden but leaders' choices would manage it and the result rates them to keep them in or out. When you see the poor under your leadership and you cringe not you deserve not the position and you are only a waste. When you lead the poor, strive take him out of the mire, and let him have his share of the wealth of the earth, does he not deserve it? Leaders move men to better portions and places even the non human and the non living breathes fresh air when a true leader reigns.
He who works not should not eat but when he who works eats not you have someone else taking his meat. When you see working people becoming poor, there is an oppressor around. Oppressors make poor. When strength and skills are employed in wisdom and time is spent to birth new things life answers back with good if well managed and leaness is put far away. When weaknesses sets in the strong is called in to support and each one is a brother's keeper. When the brother becomes greedy, corruption would not sustain  a nation, decadence only dismembers and poverty comes in to reign. So millions live under a dollar or two and their billions are stored in one man's lakes and to keep the lakes overflowing to more lakes the eyes must be shut to the cries of the poor. That's the economics of poverty. May your straw not be folded, may your lips find the teats may you suckle the breasts of the El-Shaddai, may your lots be better but be your brother's keeper. Good morning. Share this and keep visiting evansademanuel.blogspot.com and let me know you came.