The Soft One Walked In

We were wailing and sobbing Everyone clutching Okay maybe not everyone But I was keening Console me? No way. My aunt was dead And I was dead too now. She had taken me with her Hook line and net Grandma walked in Everyone stopped keening Except me. She pulled me into her arms And began to rock. Her daughter was gone, And she was not about to lose her granddaughter too That will never work, the ones who slapped me And threatened to whip me with belts and chains said. That will never work, said the ones who had tried to Scare me into silence. But they were were the fools The harsh ones, the gun-slingers. The Scare-you-to-Death-ers. Thinking they were the strong ones, When they were actually the weakest part of the family of all....