This is derived from a free writing exercise I did... -------------------------------------------------------------------
"The Boy from Stratford"
If Shakespeare were alive today, he would have his hair in his eyes, and he'd be friends with Andy Warhol. His friends would tell him, to make a pornographic, art film. He would reject the idea, "Porn is dead," he would say. Then somebody in the audience would clap.
The same musings that went into "Romeo and Juliet", can be found in the lyrics of a no-name musician who does gigs that pay 15 dollars, and allow -- (a well evaluated) twenty-seven to thirty minutes, to properly dictate his or her train of thought.
Yet, there is a boy from Stratford, whose name is still unknown. That particular boy will transcribe his thoughts in Comedy's and Tragedy's. Then, through some kind of anachronism, he will be known throughout Europe, simply as, Shakespeare.
It bewilders me to actually believe that in a time of no radio or television, a man could convince people at the other end of Europe to read his meditations on Caesar, and stay modest.
Then a boy who has the audacity to think, that point A and point B, didn't correlate properly, will be criticized, for disrespecting a literary figure. In a stream of conscientiousness, his next thought would entail something like -- "Fuck you". |