Exhuming Pinochet

You trampled on the radiant dreams of the weary children of the dust. You armoured yourself against compassion and wonder. You created the iron cage to incarcerate the singing birds. You devised perfect systems to cure the deviants. You silenced dissenters in the twinkling of an eye. You ripped out the flowers and desecrated tender earth. You drilled through the flesh of Beauty and Innocence. You masterminded the machinery that broke the bones of paradise. In memory of Salvador Allende and Victor Jara.