Poem: Silent Treatment

By: April Mae M. Berza


Once again, my father
punished me with silence
for lack of respect
though what he fears most
is lack of love.

The silent wall disciplines me
for an hour or two.

It does not blame me
but it has proven my guilt
and that I have to be renewed.

All I could do is stare
at the wall and patiently wait
for my father to plead
for my innocence
and bail me with an embrace.


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