I know what you want.
You want me to understand,
You want me to show you that I know what Hamlet’s soliloquy means.
I understand but do I really want to show you?
Is it really better to finish assignments the way I am supposed to
What if I could do it differently, in my own way and have it come out better;
Maybe you would love it and think I am a great writer;
I might get full marks and be praised for being such a creative individual.
Then again, you might hate it.
You could want me to do this the proper way, taking his poem and adapting it;
Write it as a country song or a nursery rhyme.
Is that the right thing to do – If I didn’t like it but you did;
Would I rather have good marks or good writing?
What if I failed the course, then would it be worth it?
What is it we are even afraid of;
A number, assigned to our writing and to us.
Or am I a coward, afraid to voice my true thoughts for fear of a bad mark
Are we all cowards – hiding behind false words?
Faking our responses and emotions just to get five percent more;
Isn’t that an easy way out?
Turning Shakespeare into country songs and rhymes
Rewording his play to be a gangster rap
Is that really creative writing?