Two Men

Some time ago, there was a man named Simeon. He was a beggar, from the east. He wore only a small pair of shoes and ate from the rubbage.

There also was a man named Brashar. He was a rich man, from the east as well. He wore fine linen and drank only from golden cups.

One day, they both were out walking, Simeon though was begging and Brashar was smiling and waving at the girls. Suddenly they bumped into each other and this was how the story goes:

"Ah, beggar, please excuse me, I did not see where I was going"

"Its alright sir, I happen to bump into people from time to time"

"Well, what do you want?"

"Peace"

"Peace? Haha, what do you mean? Don't you know that doesn't exist?

"Ah, I want peace. I beg and beg, and all I want is peace."

"Haha. This is too good. Well, beggar man, you go get your peace and I am going to go now. Tell me when you find it."

They went their separate ways, the beggar down to the right side of the street, and Brashar back to his house.

They never once saw each other again. They forgot all about it.

Time soon passed and both men became old.

The beggar was cuddled up against a tree one evening, he knew it would be his last. The winter was colder this year, and he was older than he was before. He was content though, he was at peace. He met a Man, claimed he was God. His name was Jesus of Nazareth, and as the beggar sat by the tree he could remember the words He once told him, "I will never leave you nor forsake you."

It sounded so sweet, so rich, and so at peace within his soul. His head bent as the cold air gave another gust, the man had passed, he had done his time.

Brashar lay upon his bed, stiff and cold. The night had befallen, his head was pounding and his nurse could not give him anymore than he desired. The medicine simply wasn't enough. He was beyond worrying though anymore, he had nothing to live for. He felt a new sense he never once felt; he felt mortality.

The feeling scared Brashar, it plum sent goosebumps down his spine. He felt helpless, and a newer feeling than the one before. He felt death.

He felt death.