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Pomníky
Bílá místa na mapách jsou pomníky zítřka
Budoucí skanzeny lágrů a bezcennosti života
Jednou za rok k nim budeme nosit květiny
a budeme truchlit nad křivdami předků
A mezitím budou zase jinde lidi s páskou přes oči klečet u zdi *
Kdo navždy mlčí, neukáže prstem
Kde není svědek, není ani soudce
Když se do těla zaryje pět kulek, nikdo není vrah
Až budeme stavět nové pomníky, do mramoru necháme vytesat,
že už se to nikdy nebude opakovat
že už se to nikdy nevrátí
S každým dalším mrtvým
S každou další cihlou
S každým dalším věncem
Roste monument našeho selhání
Monuments
White places on the maps are tomorrow's monuments
Future folk museums of labor camps and worthless lives
We will bring flowers once a year
and we will grieve for the wrongs of our ancestors
And meanwhile, elsewhere, blindfolded people will kneel by the wall *
Who is silent forever will not point a finger
Where there is no witness, there is no judge
when five bullets hit a body, no one is the murderer
And we will inscribe on the marble stones of new monuments
that it will never happen again
that it will never come back
With every death
With every brick
With every wreath
The monument to our failure grows
* "Saydnaya is located 25km north of Damascus and within its walls torture is used not as means to gather information but primarily to suppress, terrorise, and punish any opposition to the authority of the Assad regime. The prison is still in operation and is inaccessible to independent observers and monitors. Moreover, the ability of survivors and former detainees to testify to conditions within Saydnaya is severely impeded by the fact that they were kept in darkness, confined to one room for the majority of their 'sentence', and blindfolded as they were moved through the prison's corridosrs and stairwells. With the blindfold placed over their eyes, the leaders of the Syrian regime knew that the prisoners' status as possible future witnesses would be fundamentally changed from eyewitnesses to earwithnesses, limiting their credibility and their capacity to fully remember and recount their experience, should they survive." (Lawrence Abu Hamdan - The Missing 19Db)
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