Nicolás Maduro has been reborn.
- Nicolás Maduro has been reborn. Not as a president. Not as a revolutionary. Not as the heir of Chávez. As what he always was. A cockroach. Brown. Flat. Unkillable. Scurrying through the walls of Miraflores long after the bombs stopped falling. His new life suits him. He survives on crumbs now the same way he made his people survive on crumbs before. He hides in darkness because the light was never his friend. He thrives in filth because filth was always home. The Americans came for him. Delta Force kicked down the door. They dragged his human body onto a plane and called it justice. But you cannot kill what was never fully human to begin with. He scuttles now. Under the floorboards of the palace. Through the cracks in the propaganda. Across the empty shelves of the supermarkets his policies hollowed out. He eats whatever is left. He always did. They say cockroaches will outlive us all. They say you can crush one and ten more appear. They say radiation doesn’t kill them. Neither does revolution. Maduro understands now. Power was never the point. Survival was. And nobody survives like a cockroach. Nobody adapts like a parasite. Nobody endures like the thing you can never fully get rid of. Welcome to your next life Nicolás. DarkHumor SatiricalArt PoliticalSatire PoliticalCartoon Karma WheelOfLife Rebirth Cockroach DictatorDown EditorialCartoon AcidHumor LatinAmerica MaduroCaptured TrumpVenezuela RegimeChange RawLiterature SatireWithTeeth TruthToPower ArtAsProtest DarkSatire PoliticalArt Samsara JusticeServed SurvivalOfTheFilthiest CaracasBurning
