Hamlet, thou soul is darkness
Shadowed by the Bloated King
Incestuous mothers and the loss of a God,
are such a fiendish happening.
Hamlet, thou soul is brightened,
by the words of a kingly apparition
Given the purpose of avenging your father
or is this a fools ambition?
Hamlet, is thou insane?
Madness caused by what you’ve seen?
Maybe the loss of a lover,
or the acts of two Kings and a Queen.
Hamlet, thou soul is clear
Insanity gone in the blink of an eye
One small prick of your killers blade,
all it takes for a plague to die.
Eternally sleep, dear Hamlet
Your maniacal façade is undone,
but the Godly King is avenged
This you know with your last glimpse of Sun.
