If

If all the world is a stage,

Then we owe the largest number of our scenes to Shakespeare I would say.

For only he could write such tragedies.

If the world is a canvas,

Then Picasso definitely had more than his fair share in his turn with the paint.

Twisted and deformed the world is,

But he was not the one that finished.

So rather than having some depth to the deformity,

That is all it is,

A twisted mess.

To be continued likely.