Thursday, 21 January 2010

I am Jacks' Epilogue

Dearly beloved and future friends, this is an emotional moment for me. To all those who don't yet know me. I am Jacks' Death. I stand before you today to honor myself.  And yes, Jack also. Jack who loved deeply and lost dearly; will be missed by those who loved him and tend to miss him. My heart even goes out those who are amiss in not missing him; because they did not have a chance to do so, for which I am terribly sorry.

Let me tell you the truth of my making. It is not widely known but Jack did not die of natural causes as you think. Jack did not get hit by a bus; Jack did not get electrocuted; Jack did not jump of a six floor building. Jack was murdered in cold blood. Jack was stifled to a rather painful demise. True, joke with you I not. Your likeable, dependable nice guy Jack was murdered. Blame me not, for I am more than happy to make a friend of Jack now, I am only a puppeteer sitting on the sidelines. Jack is gone, leaving only cold hearted people here.

Yes! In the mists of genuine sorrow in this room there is a rivulet of crocodile tears. Within these walls beats a heart which caused dear Jacks' to cease. Yes! You…I know you murdered Jack. In the back pew to the front row, there is no place to hide in the entrance to my home. Truth is a collective quantity; which they demand and you owe it to them. I owe it to them; the holder of all truths. Jack made a final wish of  Death. To point a finger at the one who irrespective of how much Jack did love, never loved Jack back.

And Death fulfills the promises he makes. Future friends, I fulfill my duty. There stands, my mortal accomplice beneath the veil suspended in fraudulent grief. Wrapped in a cloak of sunshine she stands beneath the black mark of her own deed. It doesn’t take much for this shadow lady of the sun, to still a life in days. A flick and the bulb goes off. Jack committed this fatal mistake only. Too much faith, too much love, too much trust. A flick and Jacks' lantern became the light of the dying sun. Let Jacks' final resting be a lesson to others. Beware of giving too much to her species.

Deal as you ought with her; with caution and disdain. I just want to take a moment  to applaud her for the Death of a Nice Guy.