He did not go to school,
because his lungs were too frail.
Silence was his first language.
His brother passed on his birthday.
They never found the body.
Still, silence was his first language.
He loved her, but not only her.
She screamed.
Yet silence was his first language.
He took his inheritance early
and told no one.
The sister was furious.
So silence was his first language.
And as things unwound,
everyone just continued fighting.
Finally,
silence was his last language.