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I Am

 Poem by Anne-Marie Derése, translated by Judith Skillman.
I am the red brand on the shoulder of the condemned, the gallows and the rope, the ax and the block, the whip and the cross.
I am the lion's tooth in the flesh of the gazelle.
In my veins I have the blood of the slave trader.
Hangman, I have deserved the hunger of the wolves.
My victims have left me nothing but their deaths.

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