Bloody history

The truest account of history would be the account of all its victims.

The tears of blood that history consists of
do not show in all those phony pages
trying to depict and document the truth
in constant absolute deplorable pathetic failure,
for the floods of blood of innocents
is the real history that never can be written,
being so immeasurably overwhelming
and defying any effort of expression
in its never-ending tragedy.
If all that blood could speak
it would be just an accusation and denouncement
not of God but of humanity,
that never has been held accountable
for all the crimes of history committed only by themselves.
For all their silence, all those innocents will speak forever
and the more resoundingly for all their silence.