Three people of undying fame,
Who all looked ugly and the same,
Who destroyed Macbeth's life,
With a disastrous combination of evil lies.
To destroy Macbeth's life they wanted,
So with prophesies they his mind haunted,
With promises of kingship they him lured,
It was some time before he realized he had been fooled.
Macbeth's life went from bad to worse,
The witches he began to curse,
However again to them he went,
Prophecies of invincibility to him they sent.
Macbeth believed what he wanted to believe,
No longer did he whimper and grieve,
He decided to be ruthless and bloody,
It was not long before he was once again sorry.
Near his death he discovered the witches' cunning,
Their words had hid a deeper meaning,
Near death, he cursed them again,
However, it was all in vain.
Pratheek Praveen Kumar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-witches-of-macbeth/
