There are patriotic dates that shake, that generate feelings of pride and dignity, that make us grow as human beings knowing that their land treasures an extraordinary, unique fact, witness of a moving history.
Bayamo is all that. It is sunshine for the darkness. It is encouragement for the discouraged, it is a melting pot in the firmament in harmony with its people, whose people value the immensity of the land where they were born, sustained by that irreversible love in every instant of life.
And this January 12 is the perfect evocation in which the memory remains intact in its essence, adding values that distinguish it.
The fire of Bayamo is the historical fact that goes deep in the hearts of the people of Bayamo, who know the transcendence of an event that demonstrated the decision of the Cubans to take the road to independence.
And in the light of the 155 years that have passed, the epic action is remembered without ceasing to ask ourselves many questions that gallop in our minds.
How many people shed tears when they had to decide before the supreme act of burning their homes and going to the mountains?
How many of those Bayamese must have had their doubts about the importance of burning the city before it fell back into colonialist hands?
How much wealth was lost in the flames of freedom that day when they gambled with fire?
There is no doubt, much of the existing material was lost, the roof of the Bayamese was lost, but virtue, patriotism and greatness were gained.
That heroic event was a call of the conscience of a nascent people in Revolution that had appeared in these lands as a flame of freedom for all Cubans.
