I’ve heard the vultures came again, today.

They tore another piece out of us and left.

They are not waiting for us to die, either.

They have now started to eat fresh human liver.

Apparently, they are not full yet.

All the doors are open.

All hands are tied.

They are free…

They are in the freest country in the world.

Let it be…

It’s better to be the one whose liver is torn out and eaten

Than to be the vulture.