In trying to fight her husband’s disgraceful behaviour, Alia made it a mandate to wipe out the ‘cause’ . She had cogitated about it for a long time until the thoughts engulfed her and left her with no choice but to be an amazon woman. By the time she realised it, she had followed Luis Garavito’s footsteps. On a Tuesday night, before the arrival of gendarmerie, she took a black pen , and on a bond paper she wrote :

I wish love was still love , and all that mattered was the heart
When the chosen remained chosen ,
despite the slips and all seems to rot
You shouldn’t have came and rose my hopes
For  love is what i lived for

A killer i am , a killer for love
A killer for a lover that never chose me
I am in this domain, because i wiped out the ‘cause’
I wiped out the wrong ‘cause’

For this guilty mind , i will pay the price
Don’t neglect our children like what you did to their mother
And when my relatives gather,
to mourn me , be close to them like their father.

History have i become,
Cremate my flesh and let my ashes wander
Hell awaits me , hell is my new place
For those i leave on earth , choose wisely.