*As the crowd tries to convince the mad man to untie his knuce and come down from the stump, the mad man threatens all the more to plunge to his demise.*
"You call this crazy?
Well save your weak insults for the lazy!
You cannot stop the happening of my destiny
For whatever it shall be.
Not any closer or I plunge to my fate.
It's too soon to tell if you are too late.
So, sit and calm your busy minds;
It's time to hear a story of my kind.
(Story)
A man was walking in the dark, on a lonely road,
Until he stumbled upon a bright, yellow toad.
Though very hungry, he was mildly disgusted
By the warts on it that had been pinched and busted,
But without warning, he grabbed the horrid beast
To have it as his life-saving feast.
He roasted it carefully; he ate it whole.
Unfortunately, the meal started to take its toll.
Regurgitation is such a horrid thing.
That man got rid of every gut of string.
Though it didn't help him after all;
He started to grow moles that following fall.
Terrified with his appearance, he held himself hostage,
Deep into the wood, in a dilapidated cottage.
All mirrors were disposed.
He thought he could forget, he supposed.
Unfortunately, he began to feel his shame.
Every night, he'd awake in magnificent pain,
Always in strain. How much more life would drain?
He endured the suffering for several years;
Until, his house became filled with tears.
Looking for solutions, he attempted in vain,
Sitting, every night, in the freezing rain.
He finally conceived the perfect plan!
One morning, he grabbed a white rope.
He tied it to a tree and around his throat.
He balanced himself with a tall stump,
Moving not a muscle, not even a small jump.
There, he stood for days, with contemplation in his thoughts.
He struggled in his mind as he constantly fought
Continue suffering, or assuage?
Which one would he choose?
Either way, he is sure to lose.
(Story ends)
"So, now you see my fatal dilemma?
With no ulterior motive or agenda
In a minute, I shall answer my question,
And let this be a lasting life lesson.
Trust your instincts and live your days with glee.
Don't live in paranoia, or you shall end up like me."
