A grey and black furry wearing A tuxedo and bow tie walks up to the podium on A broad and dim stage. He begans to speak as the room grows silent with tension.
"A knife is only as sharp as the mind of the person handling it. Yet the wounds cut into my wrist say otherwise. They are deep and broad. Blood following like a river. Yet others call me dumb, and usesless. If that were true, why was this knife so sharp? If so, why was I doing this? Why would I be cutting myself if I was useless? It would only give me a reason to go on, cause I got a clean slate to become someone, make a name for myself, and start a happy life. No, I don't do this cause I'm called dumb or useless. I do this cause you are not able to understand or care. I have preached and loved, I have gave to needy, I have helped those in need, I have done so much for y'all to look after. Yet, bearly no one learns a lesson to spread the love. Instead the ask for more of me, they ask all of me and denie doing any of this when I say this. In fact, right now it's happening. I do this cause you don't understand. Understand that after giving it all then getting nothing, you get shown no respect.." The speaker was interrupted by a younger looking furry with black fur, also in a tuxedo but no tie.
"Excuse me sur, but if I may say I think second on your opinion. Why expect a reward from something you chose to do out of free will? That's like asking for volitering then asking to be paid once you've done the work. Don't ask for physical pay and physical happiness. Rather, look for your mantle happiness, get paid in joy for you shown love and there is hope it'll spread. Don't focus on just your physical state but also your mental. For your physical body only last so long, your mental body is forever living. Both during on earth and when in the next life." The wolf finishes noticing all the faces staring at him. The dog on stage starts to clap and speaks.
"Nice, I know I'm not the only one amazed here." He says as others join in clapping.
The dog walks off stage as someone else goes. He goes through the crowd looking for the wolf who spoke. After a long couple of minutes he finds him and speaks.
"Excuse me sir, would you mind to have a word with me?" He ask. The wolf looks at him thinking for a second and answers with a slight smile.
"Sure, why not." They leave the auditorium and go into the hallway.
"What's your name kid?" He asked.
"Tom, and it's not kid old man. I'm twenty-four." Tom answered.
"Ouch, old man? I'm twenty-five so I guess your old too. Nice name Tom. My name's Adam." Adam said in return.
They shake hands.
"Why'd you want to talk?" Tom asked.
"Where'd you learn to speak like that?" Adam asked.
(GTG, SCHOOL. TELL ME WATCHA THINK. I'LL CONTINUE SOON. ^~^ ❤)
