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The Creatures Eulogy

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By Sue WilsonPublished 6 years ago 2 min read

My dearest creature, I am so sorry for how this cruel world treated you. As I stand here before you, I can’t help but look at my fellow humans with disgust. We are a cruel people. Tormenting anything different from us. You were so innocent, so brave. You had so much potential to be something astonishing. All you wanted was love and acceptance. Not from everyone; one person would have been enough. You just needed another living, breathing, soul to reach out its hand of tenderness and tell you it was going to be okay. To teach you the ways of right and wrong but we humans are fragile, bound to break at the slightest touch of something unusual.

You were a placid being, till this world of hate snatched you up and threw you around, these people played your mind and killed your heart. They took the only thing in this world that could have saved it. You could have taught them how to love and value a person for what they are and not for their looks. For the mind and the beauty of a genuine soul. You could’ve changed everything but sadly that’s another thing we humans can’t fathom. We can’t take change by the hand and learn to accept it. We run at the sight of change. Far, far away from anything we don’t know. I’m disappointed in humanity and I’m deeply despondent for how this had to happen.

“They say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a little later on, when someone says your name for the last time.”- Banksy. You, my creature never received a name; and I’m so relieved because now you can’t be ridiculed. Now you can rest in peace. If you had a name there’d be no rest. If you had a name then that would allow people to continue to talk about you like you were some monster, an atrocity to the world. When you and I both know you weren’t. Something as precious as a name can be so broken. You were simply called creature and there are many creatures in this wicked world. So many that you’d be lost in the memories of the unknown; and with that, you’d finally be able to rest as peacefully as when you came into this world. Goodbye, my creature. Goodbye.

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Sue Wilson

I hope my words bring some joy, comfort and understanding into your life.

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