the barb-wired perspective cut the evidence down to a promise. self-imposed but unretained. the trial maybe left this place in even-handed state. but silence somehow woke me up again. we see helplessness stuttering a plea. concealing participation. keeping focussed down. the witnesses are disappearing. their memories getting buried in the ground. taking all the secrets to a place we cannot claim yet to be found. the reproduction of a name revealing the unconceivable misdeed. for a short time emotions hit the ceiling. then we forget the point again. simon said remember. simon's dead. that's more than 60 years of nightmares. and finally a well-deserved repose. 60 years of chasing perpetrators in disguise. a lifespan of insisting to oppose. but time is taking over now to cloud the reasons for resistance. considered inappropriate? resistance's treated like crime. still defamed. fill in time. fill in name. and silence came the stern reply. get repaid for things we can never compensate. another lesson the past has taught us. and that the future desperately needs