While I read through Romeo and Juliet I saw just how quickly violence erupted in the streets of Verona, and I felt that Shakespeare was trying to warn us on how fast hatred can grow when fueled by senseless people. Due to this I wrote this poem titled “Senseless Weeds”.
Two names carved in deep in city stone
Bitter seeds by hatred sown
No mercy lives in the blade
Just ghosts that never fade
A gesture small, a bitten thumb in the street
But here swollen tempers meet
The stones taste blood for unnamed pride
Two houses caught in the tide
Mercutio falls, a hater turned to dust
A victim of shattered jagged trust
Then Tybalt follows cold under the sky
As mothers wail and ask “why?”
The tomb silent, heavy with cost
Of everything in the city lost
Not fate but fury drew the final line
The senseless fruit of angers vine

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