Mallory DiGeorge
Ms. Coffey
English
5 October 2011
"to believe, or not to believe: that is the question"
To believe, or not to believe: that is the question: Whether 'tis right to trust The innocence and fearlessness of the future, Or fight for disbelief in a world of lies, And by mistrust we dismiss? To believe: to mistrust; No more; and by mistrust we have no faith The let down and reoccurring pokes That self is honor to, 'tis wrong Wishing to be unknown. To believe, to mistrust; To believe; the unknown; ay, there's the rub; For in the belief of unknown, it will all be sacred When one has picked what to do, Must we double check: there's the chance That makes one go back so long life; For who would want to be in the mystery The villian's wrong, the civil man's proud The ache of not knowing, the laws delay, The innocence of the roses and spikes That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When we himself looks into the mistake With what will be discovered? Can it be bared, The heart and time under a weary truth But the darkness scares thy away, The undiscovere'd plane from which we become No looking back must confuse all The choice might sit better Than floating through a land of violence? We remain full of fear; And thus it does not move Is sicklied o'er with the impact stamped, And thus it comes together With the lie known, it shall shrivel, And forget the plate of thought. | |