Monday, May 7, 2012

Free Post 5.7.12

MacBeth's Perspective
How could I kill a man? Though I dream of being king... I cannot kill my king. I am his noblemen. I'm his thane of Glamis and now of Cowador. We are almost one in the same. But when will fate cut in? As of right now all I see is person after person in my way for what fate has promised me. Did these witches lie to me? Am I not to be crowned king of Scotland? My wife, my lady won't leave it be. She makes me anxious about playing with death. I have to make her happy...we said it in our vows but isn't there a line between happiness and foul play?
Will anyone suspect me? Do I show the face of an honest man or not? Once the deed of death is done it cannot go undone.

We've done it now. We've killed the king. I killed the king. My wife killed the king. The guards as witnesses to our wrong doing were killed. We killed three men in one night. How will the scene of the deed be found? I must stay calm and collected. But can I keep it together? This is something I'll have to live with forever. My wife and I will always know that on this night we killed Duncan king of Scotland. What will his sons do when the receive the news? What will my collages say when they find this deed? I will surely fall apart. My wife cannot cover me forever. All I wanted was the crown. But I took fate into my own hands...what have I done... 

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