Tetralogy Poem by Michael Burgess

Its hard to follow along as the main character rises
and falls.
One of such a great story as one would recall.
But what if I told you that,
that wasn't the case at all?
It is a fine conceit greatly misinterpreted.

The fake smiles
the fake laughs.
All untruly blatant lies
never to be noticed as you followed along the lines

It was all a disguise
Could you notice,
or are you surprised?
While the hints of greatness were real
it was all just to hide

The true story
is one of few words
strained by your imagination
into four long stories

And no matter how hard you might try,
you'll never notice that at the end of this tetralogy

You watched him die..