*mic check* Is this thing on? *clears throat*
I am not afraid of death. However I am afraid of what will happen to those that I leave behind.
It's all too scary to contemplate so like most of you, I eradicate it from my mind.
We all have to leave God’s green Earth at some point rite?
I just prefer to do so in wood grain casket with my name engraved on it.
Now that would be a sight.
As a matter of fact, I want my casket to have a mini bar & a tape deck in it.
I want 4 chicks chained to my casket singing "how low can u go”, with Ludacris in it.
I'd rather not have pole bearers for my casket; they might leave finger prints on the wood grain.
I want to be lowered down into the ground by a helicopter, now that’s insane.
But it just can’t be any helicopter; it has to be one with chrome propellers.
And when it lowers me down it has to play "Lovely Day" by Kirk Franklin, because I love that type weather.
One must realize that this body, no matter how gorgeous it is, is only temporary.
So why is it that we only express our love for people we love in the month of February?
That life you live will not last forever, no matter how fake, phony, or real it is.
Compared to everyone else, what makes your life more special than his, his, hers, or his?
I've learned that the hardest thing about growing up is that you can never go back in time.
Which is why it is only the memories of others that yet keep us alive.
We must express our gratitude for those we love while there is yet life in them.
I make jokes about death when life itself is the joke, but through the pain and heartache I continue to swim.
*drops mic & exits stage left*
I am not afraid of death. However I am afraid of what will happen to those that I leave behind.
It's all too scary to contemplate so like most of you, I eradicate it from my mind.
We all have to leave God’s green Earth at some point rite?
I just prefer to do so in wood grain casket with my name engraved on it.
Now that would be a sight.
As a matter of fact, I want my casket to have a mini bar & a tape deck in it.
I want 4 chicks chained to my casket singing "how low can u go”, with Ludacris in it.
I'd rather not have pole bearers for my casket; they might leave finger prints on the wood grain.
I want to be lowered down into the ground by a helicopter, now that’s insane.
But it just can’t be any helicopter; it has to be one with chrome propellers.
And when it lowers me down it has to play "Lovely Day" by Kirk Franklin, because I love that type weather.
One must realize that this body, no matter how gorgeous it is, is only temporary.
So why is it that we only express our love for people we love in the month of February?
That life you live will not last forever, no matter how fake, phony, or real it is.
Compared to everyone else, what makes your life more special than his, his, hers, or his?
I've learned that the hardest thing about growing up is that you can never go back in time.
Which is why it is only the memories of others that yet keep us alive.
We must express our gratitude for those we love while there is yet life in them.
I make jokes about death when life itself is the joke, but through the pain and heartache I continue to swim.
*drops mic & exits stage left*
-Jatavius Brown
didn't know you had it in you.. And you would be all extra
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