Thursday, March 1, 2018

Stories to think about crime of torture

Once upon a time there was the blessed land.
No, do not raise your heads.
It is not up there.
Quite the contrary.
This is a simple story, the kind that, as negligible crumbs, slip away from the VIP’s table.
To feed those who touch the ground with their very hands.
Blessed is the land no law prohibited the tying and gagging someone to put cigarette butts on his skin.
Yet, none was stained by that unspeakable act.

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