Scene 1 - A Coffee Shop
(Enters
Plum (The Original Historian) to meet Pineapple (A Manufactured Historian))
PLUM- Consideration aside,
why calleth me, you knew, our paths no longer are same,
PINEAPPLE-
O Dear Plum! My privilege
you acknowledged my request & came;
Thou shalt not rebuke my
proposal for this I proffer you one last time,
We
inscribe history, make Legends, & You once called it a professional crime!
PLUM-
I can’t name those Opportunists
& Ruthless Leaders & Kings as the Greatest of the Great,
Write doctored facts,
transform the future, bamboozle minds on this equivocal base.
PINEAPPLE-
O Dear Plum! Think once,
let your flesh feels the lustrous palatial nights,
Even
Projectors thrive on Oil Rich Supplements, come, extirpate your plights;
Just inscribe history, be
in a Clan, maketh your destiny,
Shed these sentiments,
don't amble straight, set yourself free;
PLUM-
My Dear Pineapple! Indeed,
we all are Trained & Schooled in Academic Stews,
But sometimes no longer
inscribed words, only Time Travel can unveil what was Untrue :)
PINEAPPLE (Laughs)-
O
Plum! Desolated Dreamer, for the Language of consideration no one
understands,
Thou really want to sing a melancholy song,
depart with an empty hand?
PLUM- You always marched on
one path, Pineapple, that's the quandary,
Lingered amongst populous
thoughts, served their Belief;
PINEAPPLE - So, I
proposed, thou disposed, now endure your fate,
PLUM -
For
how long you shalt be Politically Correct & Biased? Remould your soul, My
Mate :)
And PLUM leaves the Shop with these last words :)
