My crime is to bear the traces
The traces of my culture
The traces of my tradition
So I am the trace
of something that must disappear
but which has survived and left its traces
Good reason for tracking me down
to rub out the trace that I am
in the hope there’ll be no more traces of that
But I am not afraid
because that leaves a trace so deep
in the hearts of my people
just as profound as the traces
left in the hearts of men
by that bloody weekend.
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