Romeo and Juliet Epilogue (my own ingenious words :D)

Now firy hate dost die in a bed of grief. Forth from the ashes groweth now new hope. Montagues, Capulets, turneth a new leaf, But without their heirs, they both must cope. Romeo, Juliet, statues of gold. Built as symbols of what the feud hath cost. The Prince will say which house the blame will hold. Yet all are to blame, and thus all hath lost. But the Prince shalt have his way, just as fate Controlled the lives of the star-crossed lovers. They on the threshold be, of heavens gate, And yet on their cheeks, lifes colr still hovers. The Montagues shalt divide up the shame. While the Capulets distribute the blame.