Emotions
A 19 year old boy cryed in my arms last night.
Because he feard the future of his country.
Becasue he felt that his vote went strait throught the system and made no difference.
Imagine that... the youth, ones that actually care,
who took the time to dress in pride ( azul azulito) to go out and vote for the very first time. exsited as can be. Whom voted for a change. Voted for a better future for his society. His little sister in mind, he voted to change the fact that theirs eighty percent poverty in Venezuela. he voted in order to give her , the opportunity of a better life. This he said to me, shaking , his eyes watering.
Reaching for me to tell him that it wasnt true. that he , and his family, his nation are not to have eight more years with a president who gives aways there natural ressourse. Who kepts all the wealth of the country as his own personaly sending money. A president who in a time of cris for his people, bought himslef a plane , fully loaded , furnish in the best. taking trips to fifteen different countries for pure enjoyment while his people are starving in the streets , stealing for survive.
"Tell me this isnt right" -said the boy
he wins with 5.936.141 votes while the blue party lacks in numbers... Manuel Rosales 3.868.847
"that this isnt the world that Im living in, that I have to grow up in , built a life here<'?" shaking his head in shame he feels that his vote made no difference. he seeks confort in me ( becasue for some how I represent hope. opportuniy , a chance , a way out. ) he tells me that he has a passport if things come to worse, but that he couldnt leave his family here to endure the pain while hed be off somewhere having "fun" .
Tragic. I wish him the best. and did all that I could , holding him tihght wipping the falling tears off his palish face . a face which only hours before was full of life , exsictement and hope. but now is left rob of its happyness ,devestaded.... what more could he have done ?
Because he feard the future of his country.
Becasue he felt that his vote went strait throught the system and made no difference.
Imagine that... the youth, ones that actually care,
who took the time to dress in pride ( azul azulito) to go out and vote for the very first time. exsited as can be. Whom voted for a change. Voted for a better future for his society. His little sister in mind, he voted to change the fact that theirs eighty percent poverty in Venezuela. he voted in order to give her , the opportunity of a better life. This he said to me, shaking , his eyes watering.
Reaching for me to tell him that it wasnt true. that he , and his family, his nation are not to have eight more years with a president who gives aways there natural ressourse. Who kepts all the wealth of the country as his own personaly sending money. A president who in a time of cris for his people, bought himslef a plane , fully loaded , furnish in the best. taking trips to fifteen different countries for pure enjoyment while his people are starving in the streets , stealing for survive.
"Tell me this isnt right" -said the boy
he wins with 5.936.141 votes while the blue party lacks in numbers... Manuel Rosales 3.868.847
"that this isnt the world that Im living in, that I have to grow up in , built a life here<'?" shaking his head in shame he feels that his vote made no difference. he seeks confort in me ( becasue for some how I represent hope. opportuniy , a chance , a way out. ) he tells me that he has a passport if things come to worse, but that he couldnt leave his family here to endure the pain while hed be off somewhere having "fun" .
Tragic. I wish him the best. and did all that I could , holding him tihght wipping the falling tears off his palish face . a face which only hours before was full of life , exsictement and hope. but now is left rob of its happyness ,devestaded.... what more could he have done ?
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