My San Cristóbal (Venezuela), desolation, silence, sadness, contained anger. What we did to make this happen to us. I do not want to repeat everything that we currently lack but I want to highlight the fighters we are. There is no transport, we walk, there is no gas, they get up early and they even spend two days in a queue, there is no gas, there is no light, there is no food, because they are eaten once a day. NO and NO, it is not fair, if we work and are responsible, we are fighters, without family we stay! IT IS NOT FAIR, we look like puppets, we make and hold in silence and with our heads down! What happens to us? The quality of life that we deserve? Our children? Our elders? I ask for all the families, for the parents and grandparents orphans of children and grandchildren, for the people who sell themselves for a bag of food, for a bonus. God take pity on us, take care of us in this pilgrimage of life ... that is no longer life !!! I wanted to vent, express myself that even that is not allowed.
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