Hamlet Revenge

To be or not to be, the question reigns
In troubled heart where madness makes its claim
He mourns his father's death, deep grief remains
While Denmark's crown has fallen into shame

Ophelia’s love, a fragile thread of light
With pain and sorrow laced in sweet embrace
Her petals wilt in streams of silent night
As Hamlet’s ghostly burden clouds his face

A scheme unfolds to trap his uncle’s sin
The play’s the thing to catch the guilty soul
Yet vengeance, madness, both consume within
The prince, by doubt and duty, pays his toll

A tragedy where honor, fate, collide
Where life and death walk side by side