Venezuela Painting

Venezuela. The rumbling storm is a sign there is still war in heaven, rebellious children fall down as lightening on earth. Striking down all trees that point up to condemn them for uprising against the creator. Aware they have forfeited their first estate the cherubs cry rivers forming Angel falls,a magnificent spectacle that makes all men wonder what splendor was lost. Disgruntled they only inspire sorrow. Bitter they sow seeds of discord. Disillusioned they bring about discontentment and cause scarcity in the land. The donkeys head for this reason becomes costlier than fine steak,and the grains from the earth men cannot afford. So mothers eat up other women's children whole kidnappings,ransoms,murder and blackmailing terms to brand lucrative farms that prepare palatable men. Victims of a hungry malicious few, and there is no water in the streets to wash down the meals. Venezuela is a crisis and not a country. Guilty men who cant look into each others eyes standing in endless queues for much needed services and goods. Cheap fuel to run rickety cars remain the only affordable delight.