"Were his efforts wasted?"
Image https://www.istockphoto.com/vector/businessman-fell-asleep-next-to-the-clock-gm1025170228-275033225 Date: Sunday, April 10th 2022. *"What do you do when you feel like the world's weight lays heavily on your shoulders? How do you carry on despite the difficulties? Could it be that in the very depths of your heart all you want is for someone to listen? Is there always a light at the end of the tunnel!?* *I apologise. I was carried away by the wave of my own thoughts. Have you had moments like that too? Where you just let all of your feelings flow? And, everything just seems to be still and empty. In the midst of the gloom, where else do you find solace? People often say, "when you hit your lowest point you're open to the greatest change". I have remained resolute all this while, but now my heart is weary. I have searched myself. If I had gone wrong, somewhere, anywhere, please tell me. I have done myself the greatest evil by trusting in Men. Knowing this, would you still believe in the very ones that sought to bring about your demise? ".* Stephen's words broke my heart. He said all of that on the phone, but all I could do was listen. I couldn't bring myself to utter a word. He was distraught. His family had forsaken him. His long time friends had abandoned him and, all of that after his effort to make for them a better world. They casted aspersions on his personality - a defamation of reputation or character assassination, like some would like to call it. It was heartbreaking. His story was one that inspired many of his friends to believe in a future El Dorado. How could they? Every single one turned their backs on him at the time when he needed them the most. They forgot how he helped bring them into the light, instead they chose to go the way of the wicked. It was not a long time coming. Nothing, in the slightest, showed signs of an upturn of events. This is the life of a Man who was simply done unjustly. There is no better way to put it than this. If he were to live in another life. He would live a circumspect, and prudent one free from the ills of wicked and unreasonable Men. He must've laid impoverished and depleted of health on his bed on that day cursing the day he arrived into the house of the Gilberts. His own people had rejected him. A man of right standing whose only dream was to create a life fitting for himself and the people around him. But, in no time they conspired and plotted against him*. "Oh! How he must've cursed the wickedness in the hearts of Men".* If anyone deserved eternal punishment it would be us. We let the enemy live in our midst and therefore, allowed him bewitch our minds with a lie from the pit of hell. A lie that costs us a savior. A lie meant to set us against his integrity and Goodwill. We only failed to realise this until the very end. *"Look how things have turned out!",* wailed the head of the family. *"Never again will we let strife and hate into our midst!",* Stephen's Mother added. There we stood atop his already covered grave. An unbearable silence followed except for the fact that we were already soaked in the pouring rain. It was as if the whole family were drenched with Stephen's tears. Meanwhile the priest was saying a prayer after the usual procession but, when the time came. He revealed to the public Stephen's last words. Tears rolled down the eyes of every single person that faithful day. It was more than we could handle. We could've been brandished his killers. But, Alas! We were let off. Stephen's word struck deep into the minds of each one of us that we could barely say a word in the end. How tragic! Even in death, and against all reason, we were pardoned. When all was said and done, i couldn't help but think if his struggles were wasted at the very last. Greetings! Hi. Happy Sunday guys. Throughout today I couldn't think of what to do. I couldn't write and in the midst of my distress I thought this up. It's more like a prompt and really out of the ordinary but I hope you are able to read through the lines and in the end, enjoy them. Have yourself a good night rest now. Cos' I hope to have one. Until we read again. Thank you for sticking with me. 💐✌️
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A tragic story indeed, nice write Vince. This was really sad.