Kosovo's injustice screams

I am a young Kosovar who has experienced many things in Kosovo. When the war started I was 12 years old, but even at that age, I didn't miss the love of a cheap yogurt. I wanted to join the KLA, so I could at least help you with something.

When the war ended, we were all free, or at least a part of us, and what happened in the war was completely forgotten. Freedom enthusiasm did not last long, and we all began to change. We forgot the martyrs and families of the martyrs, while part of the KLA ran after the money in all ways.

Before the war, before our release, he wants the bad things we face today. Or at least not to that extent. Today, it costs more to be employed in the State administration than to receive wages from that job. Today, you don't have theater and theater, the rec center, there's no state factory like the old one, and instead there's plenty of casinos, bookies, brothels, nightclubs, and similar ones.

Today it's hard to be an honest person because you have no one to stay with. It's hard to keep alive and out of sight if you don't know how to do needles. Some soldiers who fought and were able to sacrifice their lives to protect our country today have no home, and they happen to walk through the streets of Pristina to collect cans for a living while some of their fellow fighters today wander around with expensive cars and bodigars around them.

Today a soldier of KLA, disabled, has nowhere to be treated. He expects a disability pension to feed his family and while some of our government officials who became disabled spend a lot of money on perfumes to the point of getting a disability.

You can count 12 or more casinos today. The only way our country leaves to young people is to try their luck. To divide it with a hundredth, perhaps to get out of poverty. Many young people have committed suicide because of the frustration that our company generously distributes. Today you're more likely to get money than get a loan from our banks. The use of drugs becomes an associate but nobody acts. From a place of trust, justice and speech, we became the place of lies, betrayals, hatreds, because that's how the casino wheel was rolled by our rulers. Today, a person may be sentenced to prison if he accidentally strikes someone on the street, or even if he escapes the tax, that the end of it happens everywhere but he doesn't go if he kills a man, if he misuses the state budget, you won't be punished if he sells drugs, if he gives money. The state has closed the good roads, and has smoothed out the bad ones.

I am a Kosovar like you, who has experienced all these things, who see all these things, but I decided to write this letter because I have no hope. Soon I'll be a father, but I'm not too afraid first, for the care my wife in the hospital will be offered unless I offer doctors extra money, as most do.

You know as well as I do the shit we deal with every day. The injustices our country distributes to all of us. I beg that we all be determined to put away our bad thoughts and to love each other and talk about good things. To conquer evil!

In the end, I wish you health, happiness and wisdom to all my Kosovo people!