There
was a young man, who was incarcerated at a federal facility; having a
conversation with another male who was also incarcerated. The other male was an
older gentleman, who had been down for so long that he didn’t know what a
microwave was. Alot of the inmates called the older gentleman, “Sage” because
he always had a wise saying. The conversation went like this;
Sage: Hey Shorty, I got a question
for you.
Shorty: What up old man?
Sage: Have you ever been to a cemetery?
Shorty: Yeah, but where you going
with this?
Sage: What do all cemeteries have in
common?
Shorty: Man, I don’t know!
Sage: Just think for a minute and
answer the damn question!
Shorty: Alright OG, They all have
dead people, sarcastically smirks
As the two men part ways, the Sage
leaves shaking his head.
Two months later, the two men are in
the yard; but the last person that Shorty wants to rap with is Sage. The Sage
sees Shorty and yells, “Shorty!”
Shorty comes over reluctantly to
where the Sage was sitting and says, “You again OG? I thought you would have croaked
by now.
Sage: Have you thought about the
question I asked you?
Shorty: What question?
Sage: What do cemeteries have in
common?
Shorty: Alright, Alright; they all
have dead people
Sage: Now you’re thinking, what else?
Shorty: I don’t know! Just tell me!
Sage: They all have head stones and
on those head stones are some numbers to the left, that mark the date that
individual came in this world. They also have some numbers to the right that
mark the date that individual left from this world. But in between those
numbers, there is about a 2 inch dash! That dash represents everything that
person has done in life. Every failure, every accomplishment, every sadness,
every success, every heartbreak and every moment of love.
Shorty: That’s deep OG, but what does
have to do with me?
Sage: Shorty, since you’re standing in
front of me, it’s safe to say you’re still alive; and if you’re alive, you don’t
have the numbers to the right. Shorty you are in your Dash
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