Liberty, You Say by Otto Rene Castillo Liberty, you tell me, is the most beautiful thing that exists on our young planet. You can't live without it; it's like oxygen of the soul. If you have it, you can never lose it, for you would die from such immense pain. It is not conquered. It is carried humbly, like an afternoon in the depths of the heart. But I who live and suffer my country like no one else, I do not agree with you. The people here have never been free. For many it no longer matters if the chain is thick and gets thicker daily. It doesn't move them to know that their country, like a sad, sweet, swallow slowly agonizes, surrounded by the cold and miserable indifference of her children. You also don't‬ know the brute dictatorship we suffer in my country. Nor have you ever lost your freedom. And your laughter is the happiest of all the laughter I know. Your country is now a series of simple mornings that sing at sunrise for you and yours. But one day we will also be free. Then we will have to defend our liberty every day, making deep sacrifices of tenderness and kindness. Liberty is within us, like the night is in the dawn, and by our resounding will the digits of her face are already marked. You must also get used to freedom in order to love it, and to guard it every second, because it's been hunted for a long time so that its smooth, clear heart of multitudes could be clubbed to death.‬ But above all, when you don't have it, when you don't know the particular details of her face, then you should fight to find her, to liberate her from the darkest shadows. This way, liberty is the triumph of those who have never been truly free. And once achieved, they should repeat the action every day of their life.