Speak the Speech

"Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue.  But if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town crier spoke my lines." Hamlet Act 3 Scene 2

Speak the speech
I pray you
Your heart doth drum 
And with the breath of life
Bring truth to yearning 
For the sun 
In the shadow of night
Minds grow numb
Forget the fight that nature knows
To be the noble one 
Rebirth 
The one of rebirth
Two years since I said
Goodbye
Since I told him who is now long gone
"Paths aren't always 
Right side by side"
He'd been taken from his 
For too long
Two years since I turned
My face
Looked only to my God
Speaking sincerity my deepest
Desires 
For which only He knows 
I long
Speak the speech I pray you
The time has come 
Leave memories to memories
And pick up our joyful song
For it is ours if we sing it 
It is ours if we speak it
Speak the speech I pray you
And I will sing along

Novels

I could write novels
Wrap your brain around
Plausible fantasies
Extrapolated from logical
Conclusions that make the hearer
Quicken to come clean

Truth is more solid
And reality much better
Than any fiction
Any writer
Could blog post

Because reality gives us
The hook and eye
Gives us the suspense
The thematic undertones

And the turning of a page
Is only a mimic of the
Timing of your breath

Read your life like a best seller
Embrace the Author
Complete your Nobel character flaws
Reach beyond your fiction

This is factual.
Our lives are the best novelties.