Uganda Journal: Africa's Darkest Heart
Final words, written in shit: “I never for my husband was killed….”
Scrawled on concrete, marred by blood: “Cry far help me the dead.”
The lost voices of 300,000 dead, forgotten beneath the earth.
These are Idi Amin's torture chambers....
Read on, Macduff, at Scholars & Rogues.
Scrawled on concrete, marred by blood: “Cry far help me the dead.”
The lost voices of 300,000 dead, forgotten beneath the earth.
These are Idi Amin's torture chambers....
Read on, Macduff, at Scholars & Rogues.