It is easy to understand my emotion this afternoon. Here beside this tomb, which is full of memories for all of us and which today does not symbolize only that great champion who fell when we needed him most, but also others who fell in the struggle and whom we need so much today: Eduardo Chibas, Pelayo Cuervo Navarro and Juan Manuel Marquez. No homage, then, could be more sincere, more fervent and more spontaneous. Our feelings are mixed. We have come often to this tomb since 16 August 1951. We have come to this tomb every month, before and since 10 March, and whenever, in various periods, we have been nearby. That 16 August 1951 -- the apotheosis of martyrdom, the vast crowd which accompanied his coffin to this place, where he has rested since then -- those months which were of hope and in which although our leader was gone, we had still his voice and his prestige, and that 16 March 1952, six days after the treasonable blow, when many people also gathered at this tomb, for the second time. It seems to me, I see that afternoon. There was anguish mixed with indignation, impotence mixed with the desire to fight. It seems to me I see that crowd which moved, it seems to me I recall my arrival that afternoon at the cemetery where, like a human sea and perhaps because I had been one of the most caustic opponents of those who had seized power, the crowd showed great concern for us, even saying that we should not have come, protecting us with their arms to prevent any attack in those moments of uncertainty and fear.

It was that afternoon that we distributed the first revolutionary manifesto, entitled "Revolucion no, zarpazo" (Revolution no -- a clean sweep), which was also written in the indignation and the anguish of impotence and the desire to fight, and since then, too, we have continued to come to the tomb of Eduardo Chibas.

I see here many well known faces, the same ones as have always been loyal to this tomb, the same individuals who have always kept fresh flowers in this sanctuary of Cuban dignity.

But as the months passed the people ceased to come in such numbers. I do not know if faith died in impotence, I do not know if faith died in the bitterness of those days which cannot be forgotten, so sad and hard were they. I do not know if discouragement grew in the ranks of the people, who were waiting, waiting for the arrival, finally , of some solution, and I also remember what one individual said, I remember the hateful presence of the leader of the ruffians of the tyranny on that day, when he had the impudence to come with his machine guns to boast about his forces and even to boast of his goodness in not shooting everyone -- a concession from a ruffian. I recall the humiliations we had to suffer here, in the streets, everywhere, wherever a group of Cubans gathered, here in the university, in the party premises, Prado 109, and everywhere, because whenever the people gathered, they were the victims of some outrage. How could one forget those days when we saw the men, and particularly the women, who were always the most faithful in remembering Eduardo Chibas, because they were always the same, the women of the C.H.Q., those of Prado 109, the victims of blows, persecution and insults and surveillance by the ruffians of the tyranny. Those days are still fresh in our memory. And thus that other period from 10 March to 26 July in which we could not return to Chibas' tomb passed, and after two years came a period in which we could visit the tomb of Eduardo Chibas again.

But today is like a culmination of the whole story, the story of the revolution and the events of 26 July, which are so closely linked with the tale of this tomb, with the memory of the man who lies here, with his ideology, feelings and preachings, because I should say here that without the preachings of Chibas, without what he did, without the civic conscience and rebellion he awakened in the Cuban young people, the events of 26 July would not have been possible.

It was mainly among the young people who followed Chibas that the combatants were recruited. If these young people had not existed, if that preaching had not existed, if that seed had not been sown, the events of 26 July would not have been possible, as they were the continuation of Chibas' work, the harvesting of the seed he planted in our people. Without Chibas,
the Cuban revolution would not have been possible. His physical presence was taken from us, we all miss him, and we all said "if Cubans were alive" and we said it bitterly, as if we had lost hope, but yet, Chibas had not abandoned us, Chibas was with the people, Chibas made his presence felt, his work lay dormant in the people, and on this basis the triumphant revolution which is today in power was built.

Thus, the homage we come here to render him is just, the homage which we also render to the two champions who also fell in the struggle: Pelayo Cuervo Navarro and Juan Manuel Marquez. Of them, we can also say today how much we miss them. If they were among us, how useful they would be. If Juan Manuel Marquez, if Pelayo Cuervo Navarro, were with us, how many services they could render their fatherland in the present hour. But yet, although they are not physically present, they too, are still with us. We have here their example, we have here their preachings and above all, we have here their work, because this revolution triumphed on the basis of the sacrifice of those who fell. Physically they may be dead, but spiritually, and it is the spirit which has proved triumphant, the spirit which has shown the strength of reason, the force of justice, and has shown itself to be stronger than matter -- spiritually they are with us.

This is not a phrase of consolation but a great truth, for otherwise, on what has this history of our people been built? On justice, on faith, on fervor. If we had no weapons or army or resources, with what was the revolution built? With modesty, with faith, with morality, with right, with justice. And today the people, who were so often beaten down, so often humiliated, are gathering again -- where are those who wrested our rights from us? They are either in prison, or have fled, or have been shot or will be shot. Those who murdered Juan Manual Marquez are in prison. Those implicated in the murder of Pelayo Cuervo are in prison. And what are the enemies of the revolution asking us? To let them go, to pardon them. This is what those who had no sympathy with the people when the scores of bodies appeared in the streets, those who sent bombs, tanks, guns and planes to the murderers, those who sent military missions to train the assassins are asking.

We have come to pay tribute to these three unforgettable fighters -- Eduardo Chibas, Juan Manual Marquez and Pelayo Cuervo Navarro. Our feelings are mixed. Along with sadness, there is the satisfaction of duty fulfilled. For the first time since that 16 August 1951 our visit to the tomb of Eduardo Chibas has a new aspect, another meaning. Again the mass of the people have gathered together at the tomb of these heroes. For the first time there are not only tears, the tears shed over the tombs of martyrs, but for the first time since that sad day, smiles as well as flowers are overflowing -- the smiles of the people who are proud of having fulfilled their duty, kept their word, because often we stop before this tomb to say "We will continue faithful to your ideals."

"We swear we will complete your work, which we will never betray."And now we can say: "You fought graft, Eduardo Chibas, and now there is no graft. You fought petty politicking, Chibas, and now there is none. You fought administrative corruption and it no longer exists. You fought force and now force is not used. You fought profiteering and there is none anymore. You fought crime and crime is no longer found here, Chibas. Youfought Batista and Batista is no longer here. Chibas, for the first time since your death, your people are happy again. For the first time since your death, Chibas, your people are happy again thanks to the seed you planted, the revolution you implanted, you began, and which your comrades Pelayo Cuervo, Juan Manual Marquez and Raul de Aguir continued, and for which an interminable list of your comrades, comrades in the party you founded, fell, along with men of all parties, because your cause, your ideals ceased to be the cause of one party to become the cause, the ideals and the ideology of a whole people."

What we have said here is true, and all of the martyrs such as Juan Manual Marquez, Chevarria, Frank Pais, and Pelayo Cuervo do not belong to the 26 July Movement or to the orthodox sector or to any party -- they belong to the fatherland, they belong to Cuba.

Eduardo Chibas, Pelayo Cuervo Navarro, Juan Manuel Marquez, all martyrs of this glorious campaign, we have kept our promise, we will continue to carry our our duty, and just as you were able to die without selfishness, generally, all of your people will be able to die to if it is necessary. Eduardo Chibas, your last blow has finally echoed!
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