The Answer Was In Their Actions Poem by Martins Akhoeneto

Disrespect is an answer.
You need not ask it twice.

Some apologies never come;
some truths arrive without words,
written in the quiet arithmetic
of what they did
and what they never cared to repair.

Do not wait at the door
of a remorse that may never knock.
Their silence has said enough.
Their actions have signed the verdict.

You owe no wound
the courtesy of remaining open
until its author explains the blade.

Walk away.
Not because every question is answered,
but because you have seen enough
to stop asking.

Closure is not the apology
you waited your life to hear.
It is the moment you accept
that their actions were the answer
and your freedom no longer needs
another word.