Nov 26, 2016
My grandparents, their siblings, possibly my parents... they will never see their island bathed in liberty. Now, I have a chance to see my island in my lifetime. No, I've never been there. No, I won't go until communism is eradicated from the land. But none of this means that I don't yearn for it as if it were my own. Cuba is my past, my heritage. My beautiful home, where my soul belongs, where my soul was born. THE MOVEMENT BEGINS WITH THE PEOPLE. THE CASTROS ARE FALLIBLE, THEY ARE MORTAL. JAMA Y LIBERTAD
