"Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead" - A Poem Based on the Movie (Based on the Play)

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"Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead" - A Poem Based on the Movie (Based on the Play)
Movie (and Play) Directed and Written by Tom Stoppard Poem by Brynne Mittleider
The flip of a coin: an endless pattern of heads
Never to show tails it may seem
The water spirals in an endless cycle,
A whirlpool at the start?
While beyond is a journey
The storytellers met
The foretelling foretold
The conflict beginning to rise
The waves gain force
Power has risen!
Discoveries are made in the distance
Important, though not does it seem
That much heed is paid from the skeptic
To the discoverer…
Further on the horizon the skeptic and the discoverer search
Until-
He is found!
He is watched!
He is questioned…
Does the placement of weight on this man’s shoulders mean he must be made dead?
His wonders…
His sorrows…
His common question: to be or not to be?
A voyage across waters has begun
With the discoverer and the skeptic labelled as escorts
And he is labelled as prisoner
Until the waters turn ill
The efforts are distinguished
The nooses are tied
The coin is flipped
The heads are covered
With no say in the matter at all:
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead.
You are given this ocean, you must learn the methods to these currents
Why does the water continue through the storm of torment?
Why does the water continue as the air stills?
You must find, you must learn
You must understand to comprehend
Once the secrets are revealed
All water will part
And a new door will open.

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