RP/British English - Henrietta (The Last Days of Judas Iscariot)
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (England - East Anglia, Cambridge, Hertfordshire) British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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No parent should have to bury a child. No mother should have to bury a son. Mothers are not meant to bury sons. It is not in the natural order of things. I buried my son in a potter's field in a field of blood, an empty acrid silence. There was no funeral. There were no Mourners, his friends, all absent his father dead. His sister's refusing to attend. I discovered his body alone. I dug his grave alone. I placed him in a hole and covered him with dirt and rock alone. I was not able to finish burying him before sundown and I'm not sure if that affected his fate. I begrudge God none of this. I do not curse him or bemoan my lot. And though my heart keeps beating, I need to keep breaking. I do not question why. I remember the morning. My son was born as if it were yesterday. The moment the midwife placed him in my arms, I was infused with a love beyond all measure and understanding. I remember holding my son and looking over at my own mother and saying now I understand why the sun comes up a day and the stars come out at night. I understand why rain falls gently. Now, I understand mother, I loved my son every day of his life and I will love him ferociously long after I've stopped breathing. I'm a simple woman. I'm not bright or learned. I do not read. I do not write. My opinions are not solicited. My voice is not important. On the day of my son's birth, I was infused with a love beyond all measure and understanding the world tells me that God is in heaven and that my son is in ****. I tell the world the one true thing I know. If my son is in ****, then there is no heaven because if my son sits in ****, there is no God.