Dear Prince! Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

DEAR PRINCE!
'To be or not to be'!
This question is in my mind, dear Prince!
The earthly truth is sometimes on a lie's knee.
Hamlet! Shakespeare's ink gave you life in the Earth's reality.
Who can count all the teeth chewing honesty?
Those teeth were the nails in Jesus's body.
A lie's teeth can still chew the truth's tongue, dear Prince!
The thorns pricking you can still pierce.
That's why you asked yourself to be or not to be!
To be, of course to be with the nature's melody!
The stars are even older than their immortal mystery!
The sky's eyes are the guards of your nobility.
Hamlet! You were invented to be!
The earthly truth is this, dear Prince!