ULOG #3: A day to meditate | Protest of a poet
Today I dedicate my day to reflect a little, because the situation in my country makes us all think and think. But what do you think? you will ask yourself. The answer is very complicated, since you think about everything. About your opaque future, about how you will continue to survive, how to get food at a good price, how to continue studying the career you want, how to work and study at the same time, as well as how to tell your children that they are not going to dinner today or not. You can buy the sweets in the store because you are going to decompose the money you owe the merchant. You think a lot, life in this country changed radically, and most people who eat three times a day, it is because they already have relatives in different countries and they are responsible for sending some money for daily expenses. That luck does not accompany all Venezuelans, some do not really eat their 3 meals and suffer little by little malnutrition. They have been difficult years full of protests, which in turn end in deaths, due to the strong repression of the government. They are difficult times not even the political opposition has serious plans and projects that encourage the inhabitants and that is why the dictator government under the command of Venezuela continues.
A country that was characterized by its joy, you usually arrived anywhere and gave you a helping hand. In these times, even the mind of the citizen change, was affected by the need and all the misery. A Venezuela full of dreamers, of children who want to be soccer players, but the salary of their parents is not enough even for the ball, others who do not have to buy their skateboards, baseball bats, bicycles, so many children who want to participate in any sport and can not because of the high value of things. So many university students who strive for a degree but ultimately will not be worth anything in the country and end up going where they value their work. Singers who fail because in the country there are not even musical events. Engineers without work because there are no constructions, and when there are, they are only for those who support the government's decisions. A government that does not care about anything, only its benefits through its thefts to the country. Today my day was a reflection, that's why I do not have any photo to contribute to this #ulog, maybe upload an image or maybe nothing, this lines I write with tears in my eyes, steemit is one of my few exits of this reality, but Then when I turn off the laptop and return to my world, they feel like leaving and leaving everything as many have done, to start from scratch and with another focus on the future.
Today you can also write this poetry, based on every feeling that is experienced daily.
It has been written in Spanish, that is why the POESIA catalog, but when making the translation into English, it may be like a poem. In the end, it does not matter the format of the text, but every word written with pain, sadness and maybe hate, but also full of hope and a lot of faith.
He says...
I am here, very firm and straight, with the muse in my heart lurking.
Giving the face and chest; to be happy completely is very angry,
in Venezuela where the paths to dreams are becoming narrower.
However, I take advantage of it, I really want to echo it, but what impotence,
with the lack of love that crosses my country that stumbles and loses patience.
I am entrusted by malnourished children who have died,
by people who in protests their life went away,
I am sad but I do not lose faith,
by the same protesters deprived of liberty,
for those who do not have to eat and look for garbage in order to feed themselves.
I feel disgust and hatred for soldiers who have to take care of us but they are the same rats
that stain cities, authorities synonymous with insecurity,
they are plagues that do not contribute anything to this society.
I'm sad, there are hospitals without medication
and Venezuela sick takes a long time.
Today I am complaining because I know the history and what is happening.
There is a Venezuela that fell and does not rise.
We vote and vote and nothing happens.
How do you want me not to express myself, if they paint a landscape for us on television?
but we go out into the street and a thug watches us.
Even this is a robbery says the thief.
And if you run with luck they do not kill you or kidnap you
Then you decide to continue, but the next block rattles an officer
and you keep walking and observe long lines without end
and people fighting because they all want to buy food
And then I think ..
Where is the country where food abounds and there is no poverty? where?
Where is insecurity not a headache? where?
Do not lie to me, sadness weighs, and Venezuela prays for joy that does not want to return.
It only comes back and forth, like when the athletes took out the smile.
The skin bristles to hear good news,
as Solomon Rondon scoring a goal at West Bromwich
Like Greivis nailing the ball in basketball
As in the couplets, Maestro Tío Simón
Or Oscar De León in the wawanco
Musicians performing abroad in another nation,
What emotion with Vinotinto and his passion,
a feeling of momentary joy.
But our hearts split when we see the reality
Wow what a disaster!
A part of them leaving the country in search of a better life
While those who can not leave are staying here fighting between brothers.
Hate and need walk in the streets of the Venezuelan people,
they walk hand in hand carrying a legacy that does not benefit us;
attracts crime, that's why survival begins.
We survive and do not want to live like this,
so do not be conformists and think about evolution
Because the government only thinks of themselves and led us to destruction.*
Venezuela, Venezuela, open your eyes that I want to see you happy.
Venezuela, Venezuela, I do not want to leave here.
I want to see you bloom, I want to see you smile.
I want to see you enrich and the time emerge.
So I end my day, after meditating,
and rethink my projects, facing the present and future.
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