To a Traitor
Anonymous/Quechua
The traitor’s skull, we shall drink out of it,
His teeth we shall wear as a necklace,
From his bones we shall make flutes,
Of his skin we shall make a drum,
Then we shall dance.
--Translated by Willard Trask after Richard Pietschmann
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