The repugnant smell of the rotten flesh,
broken bones, melted skin,
blood spilling in the walls
Pale and cold faces of pain
brutalizeds, grounds without mercy
slowly quartered

The echo of their screams

the memory of their lives all their horror

and suffering torture me.

Ground human flesh

I still see the explosion of their blood

I still see them shouting by the pain

They are putrid flesh and the vultures eat their putrefaction

And worms enter to my mouth

Ground human flesh