You do not need to understand the language of the words when the wailing the tone the texture of the anguish is the same. Deafening in its darkness. Too raw in its nakedness that you want to turn away so as not to see it – but you can’t.
You can’t shut your eyes to the sound. There is no running away from the pain – when it surrounds you. Like a warm welcoming embrace, it holds you to its bosom and suffocates you.
The sound of pain is universal.