Macbeth: Hero to Foe

Fair is foul and foul is fair Lies, betrayal, hatred, and blood Loom freely in the air. Dearest hero turned foe Believe the literal truth and fell to an all time low His lady acted not as his conscience But as ignition to his deception Down went Duncan at the dead of the night Foul bloody hands Not washed away, even with all your might Not enough is it! For one your throne no one else shall sit! Down with Banquo and his son But his plans foiled Dear young Fleance is on the run! Even as King, there is no joy Sleepiness nights and ghosts and who is to blame? Macduff! Down with his family Down with every babe, servant and woman that relate to his name. Still the horrors of the night taunt But he cares less and sees not The movement of Birnam, and knows not of Macduffs birth. A fight till the death leaves the tyrant headless. Foul is fair and fair is foul.