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It is the story of Esther Ilunga, a 25-year-old woman who has been given a prescription for life by doctors, but who is slowly being dragged towards death by hunger and poverty. Read Our Last Post: Bill Gates Cries Out: A Child Born in Northern Nigeria Has 15% Chance of Dying Before Age Five – World Must Act Fast to Save Young Lives
Esther has been diagnosed with diabetes, a sickness that requires very strict care. Doctors gave her a long list of foods that she must eat in order to live. They explained to her mother that if she eats well, she can survive. They told them which fruits, vegetables, and grains would keep her body stable. They gave her hope in words. But hope is not food. Prescriptions are useless if the poor cannot afford even the cheapest item on that list.
Each day, Esther grows thinner. Her body is melting away like candle wax. Her cheeks are hollow, her bones are sharp under her skin. Hunger and illness have joined hands against her, attacking her from both sides. Her mother watches helplessly, searching for scraps of food to ease her pain. It is a mother’s greatest nightmare—to see her child fading and to be powerless to stop it.
Esther, with tears in her eyes, has spoken from the depth of her troubled soul. She is tired of begging for meals. She is tired of surviving on little when she knows what her body needs. But instead of asking for charity, she is asking for something greater. She wants business capital. She wants the chance to work with her hands and earn her daily bread. She wants to restore her dignity and save her mother from endless suffering.
Her plea is simple and pure: “Not for luxury. Not for comfort. But for survival.”
This young woman has known loneliness too. She whispered quietly, “I do not remember the last time a man held me on his lap.” Her frail body shook as she smiled, a smile heavy with longing and surprise.
But then came a moment of human kindness. George Mtonga, a man of compassion, came to see her. He did not arrive with promises of riches. He did not bring papers or big speeches. Instead, he brought himself. He sat with her, held her gently, and gave her the gift of presence. In that moment, she was reminded that she is still human, still loved, still seen. Sometimes, it is not about what you give, but how you show up.
Her story, first posted on Facebook by IdaCh TV Zambia, has touched many hearts. It is also being shared by PrudentJ2.com, not as gossip, but as a cry for help, a cry for attention, and a reminder of how fragile life can be when poverty meets sickness.
Esther’s voice is a voice for many. In Zambia and across Africa, countless young men and women are prescribed to live but are left to die because poverty is stronger than medicine. Too many parents bury their children not because of lack of knowledge, but because of lack of money. Too many lives are wasted because food is seen as wealth instead of a right.
Esther does not want to die. She wants to live. She wants to see a new tomorrow. She wants her mother to rest without fear. She wants to run a small business that can feed them every day. Her cry to the world is not for pity but for opportunity. She says with courage:
“If you can help me with business capital, you will not only be helping me. You will be saving two lives.”
This is not just the story of one girl. It is the story of what it means to be poor in a world full of wealth. It is a question to every reader: will you look away, or will you show up?
For now, Esther’s body continues to weaken. Her spirit continues to fight. Her mother continues to hope. And the world continues to watch.
