So this is a poem I wrote my freshmen year - my first, and perhaps only, REAL piece of poetry. I revisit it every year, change a word or punctuation, rethink the phrasing, etc, etc. Here is the latest version, though I may still tweak it a little before I put it away for next year.
Inevitable
What if Romeo and Juliet hadn’t died?
Hadn’t hidden behind their love-sick pride?
If their families had never had reason to fight?
If they hadn’t each found love one fateful night?
Will I tell what would happen? Why, yes!
They would give new meaning to marital stress!
Their families wouldn’t be brought together by grief -
They’d often wish for death, and its sweet release.
They’d fall out of love as quick as they fell in.
After a while, Juliet would find a better companion.
Romeo would be mad with rage, and like Tybalt, run him through -
Only to have something to do, as he found a friend too.
Juliet would unleash her rage, and hell’s fury turned loose,
Romeo off to the bar; Juliet tying a noose.
Romeo would come home, drunk and stumbling -
Juliet watching him, the rage in her eyes most humbling.
The next morning, a frightful wail would arise,
Capulets and Montagues sharing in a gruesome surprise.
The feuding Romeo and Juliet, now colder than stone -
Juliet tried to end Romeo, and each into death by the other was thrown.
They would have died together, in hate and hot blood,
Juliet’s murderous plan ending with a lifeless thud,
But instead they died together with love, and with tears -
Would that price have been worth those few extra years?
-SociallyInept
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