The Silent Child

Someone guessing my occupation said: Accountant.

 

Camouflage, and a low profile, are the rule for safety,

which is something I learned early in life.

 

In fact, as a young child,

I didn’t speak so I could be understood.

There was too much misunderstanding

and the threat of violence

if you spoke up.

 

One night I heard a radio program

in which people were planning to murder someone.

 

I decided my father was about to carry out

his constant threats to kill me. 

 

(His accomplice would be my mother.)

 

I took a very large knife from the kitchen

and slept with it under my pillow.

I was 3 ½ years old.

………………….

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