The Wisdom of an Alleyway
A man was walking to work one day when he took a shortcut through an alley. He was running behind and wanted to save time. When he got halfway down the alley a zombie jumped out from behind a dumpster. The man was expectantly frightened by the surprise, and his face did not hide his feelings.
The zombie tried to tell the man something as it lurched towards him, no longer bleeding due to rigor mortis. The zombie tried to talk but only mumbled groans came from its mouth. The man, now terrified, grabbed a nearby pipe and began to beat the zombie.
The zombie, confused and unable to defend itself, fell to the ground as the man continued to beat it with the pipe. As the man was about to come down one more time, he noticed the zombies torn jacket had fallen open and a name tag was visible. It read Hi, my name is Precious. The man dropped the pipe and ran away.
The ignorant despise what is precious only because they cannot understand it.
A man was walking to work one day when he took a shortcut through an alley. He was running behind and wanted to save time. When he got halfway down the alley a zombie jumped out from behind a dumpster. The man was expectantly frightened by the surprise, and his face did not hide his feelings.
The zombie tried to tell the man something as it lurched towards him, no longer bleeding due to rigor mortis. The zombie tried to talk but only mumbled groans came from its mouth. The man, now terrified, grabbed a nearby pipe and began to beat the zombie.
The zombie, confused and unable to defend itself, fell to the ground as the man continued to beat it with the pipe. As the man was about to come down one more time, he noticed the zombies torn jacket had fallen open and a name tag was visible. It read Hi, my name is Precious. The man dropped the pipe and ran away.
The ignorant despise what is precious only because they cannot understand it.