2008 SEMESTER 1 WK8

[beeancat]

Ode to Billy
By Bianca



“All the world’s a




”you say,

And we are “merely players”

Surely this cannot be true,

Because I have many layers.



If this is so, then what is truth

For






we say matters.

They are simply shallow scripts,

A world made up of chatters.



Surely there exists human






,

Which cannot be planned and played out,

Oh dear, William, now you’ve confused me,

And filled my mind with doubt.



If this is true, then who’s the author?

Who gets to direct?

Is it mum, or is it




Or the prime ministers we elect?



Most of all I want to know,

Who gets to play the fool?

I want to meet them long before I die,

Because access to their insights would be