Shakespeare, I do admire thee.
It is to you, we all owe thanks.
For thee sought the depths of the sea,
to return treasures to the banks.
Of course, your work inspires me.
when I scorn thee I am in jest
and I pray’st you see this be
truth-for Shakespeare, I know ye best!
Your sonnet’s speak of chains of time,
binding you to hell with the cruel-
faces of dark souls, not benign.
Please see friend, will is the tool.
Years since you’ve last wrote with passion,
poets, my contemporaries,
have with commendable fashion
changed with time, you’d find it scary.
If you’re willing to accept
the advice I’ll give you Shakespeare,
Carpe Diem! Don’t mind you wept.
Time free, you’re conscious will be clear.