Down on you knees.
Hands outright. So I can see them.
Down on your stomach.
Hands outright. So I can see them.
Up against the wall.
Hands outright. So I can see them.
Guards! Drop you weapons. Kick them over.
Hands outright. So I can see them.
Nearly no one could speak
Or even act
In very dread of what had been said.
No one measured the impact.
But were silent.
Or silenced.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem