We were, we are
and will be the Five
To my brother René in freedom
That September 12, for which there
is no adjective to describe its violence, I was the
last to arrive in Miami and, thus, the last to be
placed in an extremely cold cell, with a bare
mattress, a bedspread and a roll of toilet paper;
all of us in isolation.
The silence was dismal on that 13th
floor of the Miami Detention Center. Pure animal
instinct tells you to move around within that
confined space. From time to time, I stopped before
the narrow pane of glass in the metallic door,
through which a guard constantly observed us during
his rounds. In a cell facing mine at one end, I
looked at a man who also stopped at his narrow
window from time to time. An austere, bearded face,
bare chest, and asked myself, ‘Who can that guy be?
Isn’t he cold?’
It was René; I didn’t know him yet.
In those early days, of which there
is still much to be told, they took him and me down
to the courtroom. There, we were to plead innocent
or guilty which, in our case, was declaring
ourselves worthy or unworthy, honest or dishonest,
loyal or traitorous. We two were convinced of our
innocence. But there was one, who I didn’t know
either, who was going to plead guilty. Each one of
us went before the judge separately, but René read
betrayal on the face of that piece of work, who was
trying to involve me with some story.
Later, René said to me, ‘I’ve got to
talk to that guy.’ I just asked him to keep calm.
That is how I got to know him.
That is how we became the five,
For that reason, his freedom is our
freedom, his pain and his joy are also ours.
For that reason, our unjust
imprisonment will continue being his imprisonment.
For that reason, we were, are and
will be the Five, the fusion of one man, one Cuban
like millions of compatriots, loyal to their people
and their homeland.
Tony Guerrero Rodríguez
May 10, 2013
Marianna Federal Prison.