Nothing but fear.
As I continued working in different communities in the
different Departments, I began to realize that the country was contaminated
with a bacterium of dependency, reinforcing an ever ending poverty with no way
out. Those able to escape at the risk of losing their lives would do it without
hesitation and unfortunately would perish braving the Atlantic Ocean trying
desperately to reach another Caribbean island or the southern coast of the US. Terrible choices one had to make from
desperation looking for a better life and those able to leave legally would do
so with a one way ticket with no special interest in the country except to
financially support a family member with no other string attach.
I could hear echoing an entreaty for me to enter the
political life from the people I was serving, and who I was to even think that
I could do more than what I was doing.
The struggle persisted for years despite all the requests and
suggestions and one hot summer day in 2006, I grasped finally the rationale why
I wanted to do nothing with politics. It
was fear and nothing but fear and in the meantime, I was seen as a valiant man
bold enough to walk and work in areas fear by most.
If I was cultivating any idea to change the lives of these
people with a long term outcome, certainly a more concentrated actions would
have to take place to incite in all the need to alter and this change would
have to start from within, starting with me.
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