The Quietest Voices
I nearly learned this lesson too late to survive it.
I have not forgotten it since.
I look at every person in every room now, the ones who serve and the ones who clean and the ones who are, to the powerful, furniture, and I remember that one of them, once, saw everything, and understood everything, and saved my life, while all my important friends were signing my death warrant.
The quietest voice in the room held the truth that shattered the kingdom.
I will be listening for it, from now on, for the rest of my life.