As promised

Here is the soliloquy that I promised. It was written as a school project for Hamlet a few years ago. It is quite dark, but it's the mood the movie put me in.




To look or not to look - that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The sights and scenes of outrageous behavior,
Or to close your eyes against a sea of troubles
And, by not viewing, avoid them.

To look, to turn away-
No more - and by looking to say to face
The horrors, aye, the many terrors
Each day is given - 'tis something
I wish not to endure.

To look, to turn - to turn, mayhap
To turn too far. Aye, there's the snag.
For, by turning, who's to say
The horrors in front are more dreadful
Than those following behind?
Of this we must consider
Before mistakenly, we turn.

For who would see the evil of the day,
The murderer's knife, the swift thief's sneaky deed,
The face of children's fright, the lawyer's way,
The arrogance of racists, and the thorns
That silky white skin of th' innocent tears,
When they themselves might a flower pick
With slender fingers?

Who would burdens bear,
To sob and see taken suddenly a life,
And then the dread of nightmares during sleep,
The unrecovered peace stol'n at the sight
Of erupting chaos that breeds confusion
And forces us to carry these scars
Obtained from what we have seen?

Thus cowardice does bring dread to us all,
And thus the theme of desperation
Takes our dark thoughts and makes us sick,
Conspiring with fear and deceit.
With this regard their sanity runs away,
And loses the name of reality.

I did actually write a less-dark ending for it, but I actually prefer this one.