The wind is singing out about,
A song of glory – or maybe not!
The heroes of the tales,
A lie can swiftly replace,
The villain can be reborn,
With a heroic shield adorned,
His vulpine smile can be bent,
His wicked deeds lies will mend,
The noble actions we so seek,
May in truth awfully reek,
Of lies, deceit and greedy hands,
Singing of the heroes end,
The wind is singing out about,
A song of glory – or maybe not!
Thanks for reading.
Patrick Rain
This reminds me of ambiguity that is found in Macbeth- I studied the play this year and your poem reminds me, just like Macbeth, that things are often not quite what they seem.
It’s a very good poem!
Thank you. I’m glad you liked it. I never would’ve thought of that connection, but you’re right; there is a common aspect of things having more than one meaning behind them.
Beautiful poem.
Thank you.