wake-up callA Poem by delapruchna.a man at the edge of his rope sat with a pistol in his mouth one saturday night going over all the things that had happened in his life which he felt had led to this particular moment & this particular pistol in his mouth--- he pondered all those who he thought might suffer because of what would happen when he pulled the trigger & he pondered all that might not even flinch because of that very same reason.
in a last desperate move, he wrote a small ad & posted it on Craigslist--- it was aimed at finding a reason to live & he even titled it something to that effect.
after doing so, he made a pact with himself that if he did not get a response in an hour which was sufficient, he would pull the trigger & splatter his head all over the wall behind him.
in a few minutes there was an email in his box written by a man who had stage-4 cancer & he was pissed off by this ad that the man with the pistol had posted--- he cursed out the man & told him that he should be so fortunate to be alive to ponder his misery & that though it was a cliché, it was only when one was obliged to die that they wanted to live the most---
the man with the pistol unloaded it.
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