john, sr. and john, jr.

there once was a man who so hated the world he wanted to take his life.  he took his place at a busy street corner and decided to jump into the middle of the road towards oncoming traffic.  the stoplight turned red.  he was still alive.  maybe he’d try again.

there once was a man who so hated the world he wanted to take his life.  he took his place at a busy street corner and decided to jump into the middle of the road towards oncoming traffic.  he landed in a convertible.  he was still alive.  maybe he’d try again.

there once was a man who so hated the world he wanted to take his life.  he took his place at a busy street corner and decided to jump into the middle of the road towards oncoming traffic.  he was hit head-on by a man who jumped from the 52-story building above. neither were still alive.  both died of impact.  there was no room to try anymore.

the man who had fallen was the son of the man on the corner, who so badly wanted to kill his father, who, in turn, wanted to kill his son, but both decided to take his life rather than live for sin.