Combat in Las Ánimas, Caguán River

There, we lived a very hard story, a fight, and a hand to hand combat.

Here, the bodies of many guerrilla members were not picked up, and also soldiers. That was a frightening combat. Wounded, dead, mutilated people, and there was no way to get them out. The remains of flesh were eaten by the animals, vultures.

A human being must be worthy of burial, but there, there was no burial or nothing. If suddenly, we managed to take out a body, we dug a hole and buried it, and if not, it remained there.
In a combat you don’t fight to exterminate an enemy, you fight to survive. A bomb landed. Nobody even knew who threw it, nobody knew who was killing, or who killed someone … one thing is to tell the story and another thing is to live it.

There are no civilians in this painting, everybody was displaced. Those who were not displaced were taken prisoner.

Campesinos are in danger anywhere. So, they have to go away, leave everything behind, lose their cattle, to lose, let’s say, the work done in twenty, fifteen years.