 | Shakespeare, you damn fool
Look at what thou have done now
Thou have become a market’s tool
Too much displease of thou
Thy Juliet and her Romeo
Have taken glory and fame
Stolen it from the lion, Leo
Rightful king, untamed
Thou have shaped our society
Made it idealistic and naive
O you, O what sorcery
On the millennium’s eve
Thou have given power to the p*or
The ill-minded aristocrats
As they portray you, ever more
Those hypocritical bureaucrats
Love is now ‘true’ and ‘free’
Caged and locked like an animal
O sorcerer, restore society
Bring it back to normal
They search skin-deep and pockets-ful
For their ‘Prince Charming’
Thou a martyr, yet a tool
O, how alarming
For they see thy time long past
Insecure, they hold it tight
But time doesn’t fly so fast
Six foot under in the night
The romanticized suicide
You called “such a tragedy”
Has resulted a holocaust genocide
In our, little society
O, what sorcery
What conjuration
I have shown thee
Over this duration
The power of words
The power of an idea
Has led forwards
To this piteous era
Written by Mitchell Thompson
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