William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare You watch the show week after week You cry when you are supposed to cry Laugh when you are supposed to laugh You even feel the intended anger Milady, please loosen your bustle Breathe in the cool evening air Know that this story has been retold hundreds of times Differing sets and actors sharing the moment with you However, the words were written centuries ago By men who were skilled in the use of a quill They were meant to take your breath away Some were meant to make your loins quiver Other were meant to make your heart skip a single beat However Milady none live within a spark of truth They are merely to tell a story The actors have no true feelings when they speak Their kisses are without the love they show The blood does not flow from the warmth of a body No one died of poison or at the end of a sword It is all a show performed to share the writer’s thoughts Alas Milady do not leave the theatre empty hearted Take with you the words you have heard Hold tightly the feelings you had inside you If you can do that Milady the writer’s work was not in vain The actors work would be appreciated And you Milady, you will have a memory A memory of one of the greatest stories ever written And you will, for all eternity, remember the writer’s name You will remember the name William Shakespeare