Barber Bliss

Condemned and forsaken,
Though no crime was committed.
Forced to leave the city,
For all the days of his life.

Though fate should have it,
He was saved by a young lad.
Sailed back to his hometown,
Where he decided, to start over.

He used an old profession of his,
To his greatest advantage.
Benjamin Barker was his name,
Though, now, he went by another.

A deep grudge he held onto,
A burning fire of revenge raged within.
Aimed towards a particular judge,
Who was holding his daughter captive.

A barber was his greatest passion,
Made up his mind to put it to use.
Finally getting his reimbursement,
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies were perfect.

A cover-up though it was,
It saved her dwindling shop.
She saved her job by serving a new recipe,
Known as preacher, homeless, unwanted.

Anyone was fair game to his anger,
She was willing to go along side of him.
She was in it for the company and love,
His purpose was much more diverse.

The judge had finally stepped into the shop,
Sat down in the chair and prepared himself.
A close shave was all that he wanted,
And a bit of a scented skin massage.

He had lost him once before,
He wasn't about to let it happen again.
Holding the knife to the judge's throat,
He announced his true identity.

For so long now he had hidden,
Hidden behind the mask of another name.
Helping Mrs. Lovett's success,
She helped his repuation...using his alias...
Sweeney Todd.


(written October 13th, 2009)