I’m seeing coffee plantations, coffee pickers, and families working hard.

I see families breaking up and fleeing to safety.

Poverty, economics and opression are the cult to blame.

Happiness dynamics in the ruins take shape.

Along the sismical turbelance and caos, there is hope.

The north start shines a future.

An unknown challenge to overcome.

The value to try it and take the journey to better lands is priceless.