I confess that in Venezuela we all live, mostly, looking. Already in our nation it is not enough to be the bet of life that we built for years. Here there are doctors who barely eat, scientists who do not; like millions who do not either. You do not have to be something to not eat, egalitarianism rewards nothing.
Someone once said that; "Overcome capitalism is to overcome feudalism" because he saw how the avengers of hatred raised the banner of socialism to destroy the lives of millions.
We walk in the search and for much effort we do to discover that there is inside that box of hope, the traffic light changes of light faster than before, and the sun, the asphalt, the danger and I are simply left.
We get the fresh air that could barely touch the arm, we are the indifference of the box that rolls and hides to not suffer from philanthropy. We are going to be judged guilty for not giving.
Could it be that we keep looking? Will it be worth doing? Let's find out in the reflection that we have to do. Let's return to the sidewalk to watch, or try to stick your face in front of the world, and look through the dark glass that hides the hand that models the other, opening before the green light arrives.
When will we understand that we must all move together to change the traffic light?
Written by Jhon A. Romero.-