Pay Shylock his pound
of flesh, give Richard his horse,
let Juliet love anew.
Let go of the ghost -
Shakespeare’s doomed heroes
- pronounce them all dead.
Fight no more battles,
release strings so puppets
finish their dance.
Dismiss the actors,
set horses to pasture,
lower the curtains.
Ever-refreshed
villainy, once banished,
has taken new stages.
Human suffering,
in concert - you won't miss it
- it comes to you.
Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 6:30 AM UTC
Pay Shylock his pound
of flesh, give Richard his horse,
let Juliet love anew.
Let go of the ghost -
Shakespeare’s doomed heroes
- pronounce them all dead.
Fight no more battles,
release strings so puppets
finish their dance.
Dismiss the actors,
set horses to pasture,
lower the curtains.
Ever-refreshed
villainy, once banished,
has taken new stages.
Human suffering,
in concert - you won't miss it
- it comes to you.
We recognize villains on stage - why not so in life?
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