Unknown

"What am I?" they ask of me. Questions from ones who do not see. I am unknown.
No, it is not what I became. It is what I always was. Everyone else is the same as the ones that surround them.
I refuse to be in their pattern. My label of 'Unknown' was set upon me by them only because of who I was.
I have always been the odd one out. Even when I was young I would never scream and shout when I was hurt. I cried silent tears and bottled the pain. I wanted not a toy,but my darkness and silence.
They called me stupid because I did not speak. Their ignorance is what made them weak.
I got it in my head to spare them the humility of it all and show them pity.
One by one I gifted them peace and quiet with a gleam of silver and splash after splash of red.
They screamed until I slashed their throats,cut their tongues and stabbed their hearts.
They called me a monster, an animal. They were the monsters. Their society shunned my mother because I was concieved out of wedlock and my father died before they could marry.
They were the animals who called here a witch and murdered her in front of me and made me watch.
And in nature an animal only attacks if it is attacked. They told me to do always as they did. Well, I did to them what they did to my mother.
Now i walk to the raised pavilion and the noose they tied so neat. They want me to cry and beg for my life,but I only sing a lullaby, "Rock a bye baby..." because I will fall,but my soul will rise to my mother and father who are in heaven.