It is October 18, 2017, and on this day I will not talk. I cannot talk and have not talked for the entire day. Silence is my voice, my method of communication. A way for me to see, know and realize what is going on around me. It is the day of an execution.
I want to be as one in understanding and knowing today could never be a regular, normal day like tomorrow or the day before this one. For me, to act in any way like it is, would be insane on my part and ignoring my own situation, that of being confined with a death sentence hanging over my head. It’s not me today, but the possibility is there that it could be me in the future. So, it is through the condemned that I see everyone around me living in their cells.
Each day we have a responsibility to realize the reality of our circumstances. If we come to the point of rationalizing an execution day as normal and just another day, we come into acceptance of this being okay, justifying our own execution or death sentence through embracing an execution day as a day to be normalized.
My silence toward prisoners and guards keeps my mind on the reality that we are all here to be executed. That should never be forgotten. Until I’m not in this situation, I can think no other way.
Travis Runnels, is a published author, who is currently working on his second novel.
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