I was at the theater last night watching at Shakespear's Richard III . . . And my thoughts about the play came out to be a poem. All the best, Dan!
A little boy, in a little mans body
screaming for LOVE . . . .
. . . . . . . In hate and bitterness!
. . . for justice, in his own wicked thoughts!
Eating other people alive, a murderer?
Our just a little jealous boy, fighting . . .
with his sword made of wood . . .
a sunny day thinking of how brave he is!
. . . so much blood on your hands Richard!
But in the end the battle and the honour
catch him at the goal line . . .
No where to run, No where to hide . . .
dead, . . .oh sweet bitterness . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . saved by the DEAD!
. . . and where is the GLORY?
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2006-12-09 at 11:32
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Richard III
A little boy, in a little mans body
screaming for LOVE . . . .
. . . . . . . In hate and bitterness!
. . . for justice, in his own wicked thoughts!
Eating other people alive, a murderer?
Our just a little jealous boy, fighting . . .
with his sword made of wood . . .
a sunny day thinking of how brave he is!
. . . so much blood on your hands Richard!
But in the end the battle and the honour
catch him at the goal line . . .
No where to run, No where to hide . . .
dead, . . .oh sweet bitterness . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . saved by the DEAD!
. . . and where is the GLORY?
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
Read 508 times
Written on 2006-12-09 at 11:32
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