Disclaimer thigee: I'm not Shakespeare, not do i desire to be the author to any of his works!
Author's note: Macbeth was the only bit of Shakespeare that we read in highschool. Sadly, we never even finished it. We were given an option of assignments, andI chose to write a poem. Hopefully, it is not too faulty.
A murder
Claimed 'twas done by two certain suspects
Upon this very night
But these were sleeping
When awoken with this tale of fright
A dagger
We see a dagger in the hand of one
Who is claimed not guilty
Not even thought to be such
Though his actions were ever so faulty
The suspects
Run toward the hills of nevermore
To a land without a name
They could not bear it
To live so deep in fear and shame
A man
This certain man we see before us
Twiddles thumb to thumb
While so silently wishing
He could make his mind go numb
A lady
This lady of gore as we see her now
Has a heart truly of stone
Does not she care?
For she has caused many hearts to groan
Another man
We find him within his chamber room
Alone, bloody, and dead
The spirits await his soul
What were the last thoughts to cross his head?