Please help donate a penny, as fight covid-19 together, and guarantee climate hope for the tomorrow

 

Today, as you're home and safe, or wherever you might be, just know that you're special and together, we need each other. Special that almost every beauty we see on the face of creation, lies there under the care and Love of humanity.



Thank you so, very much for stopping by my campaign.

I am Emmanuel Nyirenda, a Zambian male, emerging life speaker and climate change advocate. I come from an unwell to do family background of six children and am still single with a focus to help see my two kid sisters realise their career studies in time, and not go through struggles like their brother has, myself.

Today, I am writing to present this message, seeking your kind assistance, so I, my family, friends and the needy out there could survive and be revived with food, and other needs through this trying time. To have money for food, utilities, and for my fellow hungry lives on the streets, communities around and Zambia at large. Covid-19 Cases accumulating, people still moving around, because of hunger and utilities. As just a developing state, that has already struggled with lives starving, even before covid-19, but now worse, for hunger has become another virus. I am hereby Kindly requesting for a $1240.00 / £1000.00 grants, or donations of any amount, to this cause.

Through this campaign, I realise hope through my approach, to seeking for any penny as relief to feed the hungry over here. This way, your kindness will help fight COVID-19 and cure hunger.

Hence, to this cause, please note that my passion for the needy, lived before and lives beyond COVID-19. With a focus of majoring even in investments for the needy in the near future, so could have an environment even for willing donors to come by and see how things will be going.

Kindly bare with me, as still tirelessly working on a much convinient digital payment method, and use the below bank details for the find transfer, because PayPal does not service in Zambia;

Bank name : ABSA ZAMBIA

Account Name : EMMANUEL NYIRENDA

Branch code : 005

Account Number : 1034333

Account Sort code : 021205

Bank Swift code : BARCZMLX


If you may not have anything for now, you actually have something that you will always have, and that's a heart to share the link.

For the scope of the activities, please feel free to email me at nyirendasrtn@gmail.com
And be rest assured of my swift response, so to have this interest realized and reach out to lives. 

Thank you so, very much once again, for feeling and helping out lives survive.



Would you love to help out other campaigns too, feel free to follow this link attached herewith  https://donatefundme.com?af_id=blhScVJjZ1Rod2grQWI2Qm1PajArZz09
Thank you, for reaching out to lives in need. 



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Today, Help me, deliver relief to the hungry against covid-19.

   Well, Despite my background being of an overhead powerlines linesman, provider of risk based first aid level two, Occupational Safety and Health administration facilitator, in four good years now and a Christian by religion. I come from a unwell to do family background, of six children and still single with a focus to help see my two kid sisters realise their career studies in time, and not go through struggles like their brother have, myself and others. As well to later settle better with time, that I could manage to realise my career goals too. As grew up depending on a Father who is not working, ever since I can remember. And went as far as were I am today, due to piece of works with Dad and my personal efforts. Today, I write presenting this message, seeking your kind assistance, so I, my family and the needy out here could survive and be revived through this trying time. To have money for food, utilities, and share with hungry lives on the streets in Zambia, and communities around.
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With years evolving, and humanity having kept on sailing on the surface of life. On the dark side, never really saw one an atrocious, with an inscrutable pride pandemic to ever charge with such a deadly sting against humanity.

   In the recent months, it was a thing getting to our attention via the world news, but today, it's something hunting us in our poor primitive communities. Against lives that do not even understand what it is, and some don't even know the language we use for them to understand.

   Today my heart bleeds the more, after the fact that measures both mitigative and preventive, have been put in place but some lives yet suffering the worst life ever, despite the presence of Covid-19. My heart bleeds to realise the fact that, the measures put in place are fine and the safe way to save and preserve humanity for now yes, but now living is slowly running out of air. To the sense that, another virus is generating from the inside of our safety, in our so called homes and huts we live in. And this virus is "Hunger". Yes the government is working tireless to help out the communities, as well as the ministries stakeholders and other organizations, but as a developing state, I understand the stress, in our already hoped for firms to reach out to us, which are already even running out of strength themselves. This is especially to the fact that, now is a time of just expenditure without revenue flowing in normally. 

This bleeding of my heart as it advanced to my eyes, in tears, I realized what more of the hunger to someone out there waiting for a somebody, whom they hope and always get some relief from?

   My heart bleeds the more for the lives in the streets even as am writing out for donations to raise funds feed my family, lives on the street and communities around.

   To a beggar, and other street lives, standing there like robots now, but human instead.

   They that are able to stand get to their feet, and they that are unable just stay await of a somebody to pass by.

   A somebody with a heart that feels the pain in their lives, but today, all they get to see is themselves, with a nobody to pass by and leave them even a penny.

   All because of this atrocious pandemic, with it's inscrutable pride in this unprecedented time against humanity, Covid-19.

   Am home right now, running out of food and all the money I had is already gone, but I wake up in a house on rent, utilities around on bills, and safe quiet alright, but dying from the inside of hunger and poverty as a whole.

   You may be home right now, indoors and that's fine.

   You may be at work right now, health wise safe against this inscrutable pandemic, that's fine.

   Rather, you may be somewhere just safe enough to detail, and guaranteed safety, that's fine.

   But out of love for humanity and realising through love we are all who we are today, as one world.

   As you are reading through this message, am in pain of this virus from within my home, that as well doesn't care to attacking especially the more less privileged lives of the needy, of whom I stand to share with every donation I may get. They are in tears, and not of Jky but pain.

   Tears of sorrow simply because, lives that survive them through and revive them, are in quarantine. And I hold my tears and translate my pain through this message, for if I don't seek help to have food for my family, then I will not be able to help the needy out there. Sadly for them, needy?

   Imagine, a day without food and having movements searching for some hope,

   Imagine, how cold it gets to feel at times that even tend to have some health issues, but a someone out there today has completely no warm clothing.

   Imagine, a life, were nothing seems to mean something, or anything at all, to meaning everything, and get to instead feel life brutered not only to the Covid-19 atmosphere, but further get to fall prey to death by starvation, with tears of Concentrate salt, marking "hopelessness" on their beautiful faces.

   Imagine a life, were a disabled beggar crawls to his/her begging station for an hour, with much pain even just to get there, but in return, everyone who I passing by seems to actually be running away from them.

   Imagine a life, were the poor beggar, who used to stink even before Covid-19 due to lack, and some people could ignore their trying attention. Now what more today thy don't even see a face of anybody, as everyone passing is in face masks, and their faces now get to stink of tears of deadly sorrow, rather blood.

   Some are deaf, some are dumb, some are blind, and some are physically impaired. Bearing some behind bars as nobody is strong enough now to take them some food and things. Not forgetting the usual sick lives in hospitals and those in maternity, nobody now is strong enough to take them even some enough support they need.

   Imagine a life, where you feel you are a mistake to being alive, because all you find when wake up today is pain, pain with a smell of blood, pain that feels like every heartbeat is a needle piecing the heart.

   Today as everyone is to avoid being out in those public places, to stay safe. As everyone tries to lock their doors to anybody else including their neighbours, that far of a situation.

   With a heart beating, it interprets hope to life, with a somebody around who cares and loves, it translates the worth to stand on the hope to life, and see the future through.

   I stand to a call of a sacrificial love for the needy and want to be going out there on a weekly basis, give them food, and find strength to fight time as we are fighting Covid-19. To take them as a family like any other in their home, share love with them to interpret to them, hope for life, and translate the worth of their lives to this hope of life.

   Has am as well was never really meant to suffer starvation from my home this way, they were as well never really meant tk be were they are today, but circumstances sold them over to times of hopelessness they live in.

   Companies and organisations, that have been donating out funds or help, are now home and with what they have are on the front line of donations against Covid-19. Some are on force leaves, and nothing to mean hope for the needy.

   Nevertheless, as long as the sun is still up, then there is Hope I see it, unless until it's down.

   And so, as our hearts are beating, and abled to do even the smallest favour we can, we have to do it to save humanity as a whole and one.

   Let therefore, anyone with even a penny you can, stretch your hand to me, and us as a whole z the needy.

   Help me Survive, to help survive and revive the less privileged, physically impaired, lost in hopelessness, and dying lives out there too, from any amount you may give. For much writing for them I have done here, is just as well for the love that they are as well human like me and you, and as I survive I want them to survive even from this personal quest.

   Help have food for my family and feed the needy out there, cloth and drive over love to them, help me walk them too, to some light you are walking me to, from your giving, in this trying time.

   For who knows what some are already thinking, or embarking on doing?

Of which suicide to some has now meant the worth of their life journey.

   Today, if even I myself, despite my background as a Telecoms Technician, rigger, overhead linesman, provider of first aid level two, and Occupational Safety and Health Facilitator to a work place, rising life speaker and climate change advocate, if I get to construe the pain of hunger through this platform and requesting help to sort my daily needs, provide for my family and relatives too, lack to stand on my feet what more, is such a hardship to my beloved friends on the streets?

   To this cause, let us not take on by race nor demographic interests of favor, language of races and alike, but let out of this one language I feel and the world needs despite our mother toungues, and that is "Humanity" itself.

   Let us not take on voices of the strong or the weak, to differences but one voice,

"Humanity".

   With every penny you may have, kindly help me out with it, and I help survive and revive the needy. It will make a difference.

Kindly make your life saving donations and grant deposits through the following Bank details, 
Please bare with me, as PayPal does not service in Zambia ; 

Bank name : ABSA ZAMBIA

Account Name : EMMANUEL NYIRENDA

Branch code : 005

Account Number : 1034333

Account Sort code : 021205

Bank Swift code : BARCZMLX

NB: Am tirelessly, working on a much convinient digital payment initiative instead of the cash transfer. Thank you for your understanding, and Support. 


   Thank you so very much for your time, and please share, even when you don't have anything, you May have someone in mind who may be able to help.

Lastly but not the least, for transparency and peace with your aid, please feel free to email me for the scope of the campaign, at nyirendasrtn@gmail.com
I will be of swift response, so to have this humanitarian cause realized for the hungry. 
Thank you

Continue Pursuing peace

Emmanuel


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