to do or not to do:thats the question

SHAKESPEARE VERION
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.

MY VERSION

to do or not to do; that is the question,

whether this biology should be in my mind to suffer,

the DNA and RNA of the outrageous knowledge,

or to know the structure of the plant which is troublesome,

just to destroying yourself..TO DIE for eternal slumber

no more; and by sleep to say we end

the heart-ache like a thousand shock that we have

that blood is heir to; this is just coincidence

destroyed by wish: to die; to sleep

to sleep; purchase comfy bed and we will dream

for in that comfy nap,what nightmare we will have

when we have got through the unbelievable nightmare

must wake up so we can move on

thats makes us a person to live

for who would bare these nightmare beside us

 parents no,only ourself able to overcome

the fangs that lie in us no one will know

the insolence of the traitors and the people to their leader

the victims cries on their unworthy death

when the leader did nothing but to protect himself

with his army? life will be perish

the only road that has not been touch

only able to be seen after dying

which puzzle us,whether where we will go to

thus cowards we become and says nonsense

with that we rise,to bear the life passed by

so that lives have passed shall not be thrown aside

for their sacrifices,the country shall be safe

for their love ones; they will fight

to everyone that we suppose to care

shall be the last that we will care

as life pass on for what we have done

tomorrow will come without a doubt

so be strong to live and cry

the consequences is not a crime

as 1 long live,thou shall be care

to care to nag is a mothers job

for what our mother earth tries to do

we ignore it just for our pleasure

thus cause mother to be angry at us

by causing earthquake tsunami and volcanic eruption

life for us as we known will be gone

so let us keep our mother happy 

by recycle reuse the garbage we have used

with that I shall end my poem

hope that people will understand

for i wrote this poem not for comfort or nothing to do

but to care and to sleep with a peaceful night

as people dies in everyday life

some dies with an unworthy death

thus pray for peace and safety for other country

for 1 day we shall achieve

PEACE will be the one we shall after