The Day When the O Died
My son, . . .
unborn. . .
I didn’t want to tell you this. .
She was badly raped and beaten. . . You died inside her. . . She was pregnant with you.
When I got home, she was lying on a couch with her face to the wall. . . I realized. .
I went far away, over the mountain, . . . but I didn’t find any food for her. . .
There were no worms. . . they’re deep in the ground – it’s very cold now. . .
The dry grass makes her vomit. . . she tried to eat, but there was no water. .
I scooped up all the grass from the bed and lay down next to her, . . . held her tight to calm the trembling of her body, to warm her. . .
She closed her thoughts. . . and lay there until night. . .
Then she said with a thought that she didn’t want to live anymore. . . I held her tighter. . .
So we froze to death together…
I could hear all her thoughts. . . She was thinking of you. . . unborn. . .
What would you be. . . Strong, handsome. . . with gray eyes. . .
She thought about my eyes and wanted you to have the same. . . with rays.
I think of you as well. . .
Here you are sitting at the table. . . in front of me. . .
I teach you to write. . . and you try very hard. Blond hair has fallen over the face and I can’t see it. . .
I know you’re my best. . . You can do anything. . . Later. . . in another life . . .
I hope for you. . .
I think you’ll be born. . . one day. . .
I don’t know what you’ll be. . . my son. . .
But I know exactly what you should be. . .
I know that you won’t give up. .
I’ll be with you. . . Always. .