Silent Screams

The girl screamed once, only the once.

Yes, Inspector Rebus Novel has got I right in “Knots and Crosses”.

She could scream only once, as she lost her sanity after witnessing the reality of the world around her. It is the same world that you and I inhabit, but have made it so uninhabitable.
Do we really have the liberty to scream, in this ‘propah’world? One will be scoffed at, for lack of sophistication or interpersonal skills or self-control, or whichever virtue the world can think of.

I cannot recall the last time I screamed aloud, but I scream in silence quite often.

I scream at the favouritism and nepotism around me.

I scream at blatant authoritarianism.

I scream at the victory of evil manipulators.

I scream at attempts to dominate or interfere with my life.

I scream at the strong bonds that negative people create with each other, and the helplessness of the righteous in breaking through those complex webs.

I scream at the inability of people to see through the evil designs of manipulators.

I scream at the unwillingness of people to rise above their self-interest.

I scream at injustice in any form.

I screamed at my inability to combat injustice or choose death, and that was perhaps, my last scream.

I vowed to make others scream after that. Am I really a criminal? My silent screams continue to remain unheard.

Inspired by The Writing Reader Prompt #1987

http://www.thewritingreader.com/blog/2017/02/01/prompt-1987-only-once/