They buried me in a cold, damp hole and filled it with lies and injustices, trying to hide me from the light; but truth shatters intolerance and denounces demagoguery. They confined me to cynicism and hypocrisy, but reason rebels, opens padlocks, and knocks down the bars of hate and vengeance. They incarcerated me in order to silence me, but love, for which everyone hopes, fills me with solidarity. The slave prisons of ancient Rome cannot last through eternity; what is transcendent are truth and love.
Pedro Arguelles Moran. October 14, 2006. Provincial prison of Canaleta. Ciego de Avila.
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