A Message for Humanity
Masticate this thought for me, reader.
Basic stories of characters with settings and plot,
Occasional works of obscure fiction written in flamboyant diction,
Or television shows or whatever media your mind chose
Why does life and fiction have similarities?
We’ve apparently became parodies:
archetypes, tropes, and plot devices according to our script;
the audience is all applause and standing ovation.
Supposedly, great ratings or bestseller!
You haven’t heard our success? Well, you’re a bottom-dweller.
Oh! You suggest a rewrite? A script change?
You’ll be written out. It can be arranged.
As Jaque said,
“All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.”
However, a rewrite can add layers:
Yes, dear reader–
You can be the writer!
Evolve a scene to make it brighter!
Sadly, ideas and influence are the base of your personality.
Unjust is this reality, but it’s the duality.
Determine which truth is yours to follow,
even if it’s slightly hollow.
Plot holes will continue to exist, because we can’t resist the perfect screenplay.
The poet of this musing is in the same boat as you;
he didn’t produce this particular piece.
I know you pondered enough you can cease.
There will be no riddle to guess;
it’ll only become a mess, you’ll be stupefied by stress.
I wrote as him to establish connection–
a ploy of deception call it misdirection.
I am Death.
I’ve been around for centuries,
I’ve guided many souls to the afterlife.
The past is behind…
The present is set…
The future is unclear…
The end is nigh…
Your health will deplete or an event will happen down the line–Never forget that your soul is always mine!