Sonnet of Celebration to Shakespeare (by Kênio B. de Ávila Nascimento)
Fruitful life had the poet
From the Saxon islands, lands,
Who of the soul exalted beauties,
Miseries captured the most abject.
Bloody plays about royalties
He intended to mirror, in part,
Vain ambition that God put apart,
Of men and women in all Ages.
At its apex, he made cry and laugh
Audiences on theaters of his Globo.
Love celebrated even it kills a lot
Characters indeed good, bad or snob,
Plays his art live after his death,
Folios spread now all over the globe.