Curtain Call

If all the world's a stage, and I'm simply a player,
Then this world is a tragedy, and I'm the soothsayer.
For I fear what is to come, and I'm sad there is day
For the light shows the truth in an obtuse way.
The limelight has spoken, and you have lost.
But you'll fight for your knowledge for a large cost.
You will pay for your damage, in only act one.
But that means the show has only begun.
Act Two starts in a country, dry but not alone,
For we fight against them for birds we have flown.
Because it wouldn't make sense, if we just wanted coin,
So we buckled our causes, so more folk would join.
And as the coin becomes solid, and the world becomes flat,
We're ready to get out, but we cannot go back.
For once we have entered, the hero cannot be saved,
And his live will be cast, and he'll be considered brave.
For one man will fight to protect his spoken Aegis,
While the other one stutters with many hiatus'
But when Act Two is over, the hero is dead,
And his opposite counterpart is still over his head.
For the hero fought against the military machine,
Without enough backing from his own country.
Now in Act Three we find out, the hero died in vein,
because once he had died, he was proven insane.
When really he fought for a peaceful remedy,
which is what makes this story, the great tragedy.
Because the hero was crazy for fighting with peddles,
while projected at his body were hallow tipped pebbles.
And with the hero dead, and the fight scene coming,
The whole story was ended, with just one thing.
For when what they used worked, it turned things to waste,
which made one sphere a desolate place.
And with a surprise visit, at the end of Act Three,
The Hero tells the world, everything he sees...