Paris Re-Writes Shakespeare
Your father’s words agree I’ve passed his test
Yes, I confess, I’m viewed as idiot
for bowing, but our future I’ve addressed -
Now, I have met and won my Capulet.
Ah, Juliet; my dear sweet Juliet.
Agreement’s done; and now I’ve come to claim
my prize. My love, you gain my princely name.
Countless the times I’ve come here nerves on edge.
Two tiring years, have passed. Your statuette
now speaking from the porch your solemn pledge
reminds the world – we kept the rule he set.
Ah Juliet; my dear sweet Juliet
Verona hears announcement of our vows -
I, Paris, take you dearest as my spouse.
Who’s this approaching porch on bended knee?
arriving late with horse and chariot.
It’s Romeo of Montague we see
but what he finds is just a silhouette
of Juliet; his long gone Juliet.
His kiss of death, imagination’s joke
I, Paris passed and gained the marriage yoke.
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