VISUAL PROMPT

by Florentina Amon @ deviantart.com/Tiina23

Write a story or poem titled "Freedom".

Lady Macbeth

Hark, the light It will bring its body in plight Take the forgings of misery, Of guilt, And of madness with its flight Coos in her ears, ‘With the love of years, Wed but still full of fears, What he, the tyrant hears, Silent to you, Hidden with the corrupted’ So that she, the demons lady Will be driven like a restless maiden She talks, Talks when dark it is outside And to no post, she is tied None but Macbeth, Who so shamefully revels in death. Somewhat a mantra, somewhat a prayer, A string of helpless consolation, Then be cursed to damnation, Perhaps for a woman such as she, The arms of hades are naught but invitation Perhaps a light she should see, Beloved and abhorred banshee, Sewn with the dagger twisted in her gut, A light in the deepest pit of hell. Freedom to the sworn king, all hail Malcolm! Freedom to Scotland, freedom to the people, And lest we forget- freedom to Lady Macbeth, Rotted beyond her beauty, Sounded ‘come, my love, it is time’ To which read out loud as a chime, Nature born child of Satan And a slave to asmodeous’ chains, She comes forth to the burning gate In more relief than ever to appreciate That now, Though standing at the complete mercy of The devilish arms, Kneeling with her thane of glamis, Knows eternal fire to repel the night.
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