Some people approved of murders,
Some people endorsed murders,
Some people ratified murders,
Some people ignored the murderers, the butchers,
Some people praised blindly to the Chief, panegyrized him,
Some people said it is inevitable and inescapable,
Some people said the objective mitigates the means,
Some people said these were the regulations of that time,
The rules of that political era,
Or was it forever?
The laws, the codes and they say the statute
Is inflexible, immovable, unblemished, immaculate.
And some beasts were the murderers.

It is easiest to say they were psychopaths,
But they were not.
They were a fragment of an immense machine,
A vast system,
And they knew very well that they are murderers.
None of them
Believed in what they said and what they were told;
None of them
Tortured to find the Truth.
None of them
Towing confessions from people's mouths,
Fracturing their bones, tormenting their flesh,
And were convinced they were the Verity.

But today, when the Truth had been unveiled,
These savages weren't chastised, reproved,
These ogres weren't hunted, expelled and proscribed
Like Nazi genocidal murderers,
These cannibals weren't judged like evildoers,
These fiends weren't indicted for their actions,
Because the judges were still fettered by these gargoyles,
For justice and equity always belong
To those who reign.
For generations we must bethink nonetheless
That they were people.

Today, these people gaze at the stars, look at the moon at
night,
And at the sun at twilight.
They smell flowers,
They subsist, exist, see, breathe;
While others don't.
These dragons flailed the peerless intellects,
These villains depressed the nation and the people,
These devils said they were the people.
And now they look at the sky,
And some people have no doubt that's where God's residence
is,
But how is it conceivable that there is a precept, a law
Consenting them to see the skies?  To breathe the air?  To
live?
To earn a second chance?