In the small town where I live there is an undeniable darkness and I am not talking about the weather, I am talking about the storm of thoughts that dull the brightness of all of us as Venezuelans when thinking about our future, this seems like a dead end, destined to discontent while we see how our hopes disappear with every breath.
The whole country has become a desolate place where public services are collapsing and the economy is faltering while insecurity stalks every corner of the cities and countryside, here in the town the plain is a symbol of identity but every day it is further away from being what it used to be, a place of beautiful landscapes and this has been consumed in the daily question: Where are we going?
One of the main discontents is the management of the presidential office, it has already happened in multiple occasions that empty promises float in the air and the distrust in the acts of the government is undeniable, many assure that they cannot stand this misery anymore.
More than half of the country is divided and that collective spirit that once illuminated our hearts has long since withered, if you will allow me to emphasize the phrase I heard today from one of the homeless in the center and how right he was when he said;
Reflecting his dissatisfaction and frustration about the uncertain future we have in Venezuela and we the people face a great sea of doubt I know that many of us are in a constant struggle I know that we want a better tomorrow but we only think of going to distant lands it is painful to accept the hopelessness because the history of my country is a country where resilience became a weight on our shoulders and yet in the midst of this chaos I know that the hope of many has not been extinguished there are still many who raise At least my projects here in the small town was to get enough support to establish a place to practice sports and where we can show a little more art since we have grown up in a different way of thinking than the masses because our tastes have not been only for the urban style but clearly between hip hop and skateboarding I know that these tools can help many young people to face this reality that eats away at us.
I really didn't want to expand too much on this topic but the truth is that the uncertainty of what is coming makes us remember with sadness our roots before we force a little more sadness because we have lost the ability to dream here no one wants to dream and fantasize about the future which has nothing true I know that the road of life has many potholes but doing so we have a lot of bumps in the road of life. I hope that the horizon illuminates me to be able to take each step to have the firmness to move forward I know that the people will always carry in my heart but the history of Venezuela was marked by those struggles and hope above all love for our land.
