Truth in a little painful poem

Klingon Hamlet

Once a treasured perfect diamond,

Pressure comes down hard upon it,

Splits explode across its pure skin,

Sweating out spinning flakes and bits.

Deep inside the core still holds strong

Darkening from silver to black.

In new and almost gorgeous ways

Growing light trickles through its cracks.

Its scars trophies of endurance,

Shameful damage brings it glory;

Its remnants hard times’ evidence

Of its battle and victory.

Kevster

Interesting subject... ...What is the background to this poem? Also, your username: Are you implying that Hamlet was a Kilingon or are you just saying that there's a hamlet (or a village) that is full of Klingons?

Klingon Hamlet

It's about my court battle--or rather, non-starter battle---to find my beloved son again.

The Klingon Hamlet alludes to Chancellor Gorkon's quip in Star Trek VI:

"You haven't heard Shakespeare until you've heard it in the original Klingon."

...and Chang's "quote":

"taH pagh, taH be?"

Kevster

Seriously? - Hmm, what happened (I mean, with your son)?