Part of my origins

I come from a country located in South America, where you have beautiful natural attractions, such as beaches, dessert, mountains, caves, rivers, even snow in the middle of a tropical weather, and predominant landscapes.

That country where there are the most original mixes of races, where the tropical climate and the sun give you that golden tone of joy on your skin, where there are troupials singing and orchids flavoring your days, that country in whose awakening “llanero” with black coffee and the freshly made arepa in the morning was the best thing to start the day, I come from a country where people are friendly and very cheerful.

Where you born with the Latin condiment in your veins, where foreigners were welcomed as if they were part of our citizens, that country whose tricolor flag is respected and carried in the blood…

However, I also come from a country where the government and a bad choice of the population destroyed it.

I come from a country I had to leave because every day I was at risk of dying due to lack of medicine or food, where your life was also at risk just to carry a supposedly new cell phone, where you live frightened and with the adrenaline to a million due insecurity and delinquency, where inflation and corruption dominated everything, where we went from receiving foreigners to seeing how our loves ones left looking for better directions.