MacBeth Oral - Murderer Monolouge

I have been assigned… the murder of Banquo and his son. No choice I was allowed to make; I owed this to my family. Now I have come to my realisation… I realise what that manipulative serpent has done! Played me like a fool, tricked me he did. ‘Twas therefore the noble Banquo’s last words that have played my mind, ever since I committed the evil deed. Etched in my mind… staring up at me from his bruised and battered knees. His innocent eyes locked with mine and through his feeble mouth, he stuttered with trembling lips, blood bubbling, as he spat out his final cry. ‘The serpent that did sting you has also bitten me… are you a fool? Can’t you see past his lies? MacBeth is the cause… MacBeth is the cause of all your misfortune…. He heard the rumour and blamed it on me… he is the traitor,’ and with that he collapsed in a blood soaked pool. It comes so clear now… Macbeth is the cause of my worries; he took my land away and destroyed my life. Not Banquo… Banquo is an innocent man and I’ve killed him! Me! I’m now forever haunted by a guilty conscience… my petty veins poisoned by this sinful act… never will I be forgiven for that deed I have committed… never will be able to sleep freely again… my suffrage will be with me all my life… O what have I done? Macbeth has taken everything away from me… left me with nothing but these filthy rags I wear on my insignificant body. Rumours, rumours, rumours ‘tis all it was! How could I, a small farming man, be capable of such treason? How could I scheme against my good land of Scotland? Never in my right mind would I ever betray her nor bow for the scum of the Norwegians. The serpent did hear these rumours and stole my land; thereafter I went to him, pleaded with him… told him I needed to feed my starving family. He said to me that I could have it back but only… and only if I became a murderer… of course I rejected the offer but then… then, he told me something… something that made my withered veins pump with rage. ‘Banquo started the rumours, he saw you talking to that foreigner… ‘tis he who is the cause of your misfortune… he told the rumours… this is the reason your family is starving to death… wouldn’t you like to see revenge?’ I tried to reject this offer but he tempted me and I took it… word for word without a second thought. Macbeth is never going to give back what’s mine… I didn’t do his deed. The shame I suffer everyday… is his fault entirely. The shame of my family having to move back with my wife’s father and not being able to feed them. I am nothing! I have nothing! My mind is haunted and my feelings are shamed. MacBeth’s abuse of power will soon come to his demise… Macbeth will not let me live as a witness to his evil actions… Though the longer he murders to keep his position the shorter his reign will stand. Ever since MacBeth’s has disrupted the cycle of nature by murdering King Duncan his real nature has been exposed along with the loss of his sanity and morality. As tries his hardest to force fate to work to his bidding, he will never know the full extent of success seeing that the man who will triumph in the end is the one who did nothing to change the destiny prescribed for him. This past valiant hero, who captured the traitor MacDonald, after his betrayal of his King, will only fall into the same category waiting to be captured by the next noble hero.