assistant: I am sorry for my mistake, since the Shakespearean language uses iambic pentameter my initial response, resulted in rhythmic verses.  I hope the following response is better:

I hath been beseeched to ruminate upon the misfortune that befell the land of Rwanda in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred ninety-four. 'Tis with a heavy heart that I undertake this errand, for the happenings that took place there were both fearsome and heartrending.

The conflict that transpired in Rwanda didst spring from the wicked maladies of tribalism and prejudice. The Hutu and Tutsi peoples, who had once lived together in harmony, were sundered by these cunning influences, causing violence and gore of a magnitude nigh beyond comprehension. The depravities committed during the genocide were nigh unmentionable, with guiltless mothers and infants being barbarously and unjustly murdered.

In the presence of such tribulation, 'tis simple to surrender unto despondency and despair. Nevertheless, the Rwandan folk, with their steadfast mettle, declined to permit their souls to be broken. They toiled with tireless endeavor to reconstruct their land, drawing might from their bravery and optimism, and establishing a luminous exemplar for all to emulate.

And thus, I do bringeth mine discourse to a close. The Rwandan Genocide was a disaster of prodigious measure, yet 'twas also a witness to the unrelenting valor and unshaken spirit of mankind. Let us ne'er forget these lessons, but raither, let us toil unwearyingly so that love and concord guide our steps in all things. Thus, may we build a future filled with hope, peace, and unity.

assistant: Indeed, that was a poem. I apologise for the misinterpretation. Here is the same information, using Shakespearean English instead of Shakespearean style:



To the events yond did occur in Rwanda betwixt the seventh of the fourth month and the fifteenth of the seventh of year 1994 doth the name of the Rwandan Genocide ref'r. In this p'riod of 100 days and nights did the Hutu rabble slay of the Tutsi min'rity ethnic group unc’rtainly 500,000 memb'rs. Among us some wise sirs do lodge this numb'r clos'r to 800,000; the Rwandan Constution doth rec'rd a numb'r surpassing 1,000,000 in size. 
 
The roster of events yond hath led up to the Rwandan Genocide doth include in the seventh month of year 1993 the f'rmation of radio station RTLM of anti-Tutsi sort, and on the sixth day of the fourth month in the year of 1994 there did occur a mass assassination of political figures mod'rates, enwheeling President Juvénal Habyarimana.
 
An opening f'r the rebellious Rwandan Patriotic Front (RPF) of Tutsi folk did create the genocide, to resume their offensive aft'r in the Rwandan civil war hadst they combated to a standstill. From the n'rth and east did the RPF advance, and in their wake did a swath of land empty of Hutu lay, for the Hutu did fear'd the anger of the Tutsi f’r the genocide, and so did they flee. So it came to be that in the fourth day of the seventh month did the Rwandan capital, Kigali, fall; on which day becameth known as lib'ration day. And when the sun did set, from Rwanda did unc’rtainly 2 million Hutu flee.

assistant: Sorry about the inadequate response, How about this?

Alas, what manner of tragedy hath befallen the land of Rwanda in the year of our Lord, 1994? Verily, the deeds committed by man unto man were so heinous and cruel, that even the heavens wept with sorrow.

In that fateful year, brothers were set against each other, as the children of Ham, Tutsi, and Hutu, clashed in a conflict so fierce, it took the lives of nigh on a million souls. The roots of this massacre lay in long-standing tensions between the two tribes, and when the president of the land, a Hutu, was slain in his plane, the stage was set for the most heinous of deeds to be done.

The Tutsis, a minority tribe, were set upon with a ferocity that was beyond all reason, and within a hundred days, the streets ran red with their blood. Women and children were not spared, and the air was filled with the sounds of their anguished cries. The world looked on in horror, but did little to intervene, for fear of losing their own soldiers, and thus the slaughter continued, day after day, until the Tutsis were no more.

Oh, the cruelty of man! How can we, who claim to be the crown of creation, stoop so low as to take the lives of our own kind? What manner of madness drives us to acts of such depravity, that we are willing to spill the blood of our own brothers and sisters?

And yet, amidst the darkness, there were those who remained steadfast in their humanity. Those who risked their lives to save their fellow men, and who, in their compassion, proved that we are not beyond redemption.

In this time of sorrow, we must remember the lessons of the Rwandan genocide, and strive to build a world where such horrors are never again repeated. For it is only through the light of our better nature that we can hope to find a way out of the shadows, and create a future that is brighter for all.

assistant: Apologies, here is an essay using Shakespearean language about the Rwandan Genocide of 1994:

In the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred ninety-four,
A tragedy did unfold in the land of Rwanda, whereby-
The Tutsi people were beset by the hateful hand of others,
And thus began a genocide that hath scarred the earth forever.

The Hutu majority did rise against the Tutsi minority,
With violence and bloodshed as their aim, their goal to vanquish utterly.
Eight hundred thousand souls were lost, a toll so dire and great,
And two million more did flee, a tragic fate they could not abate.

The cause of this strife was rooted in deep-seated fears and lies,
With falsehoods and propaganda spread with ease, to the peoples' surprise.
And thus did the devil's hand in this tragedy so strongly play,
With greed, with hate, with lust for power, driving men to slay.

The world was slow to act, and thus the violence raged on,
With countless lives lost, before the dust did finally dawn.
But still, the wounds remain, and Rwanda's heart doth bleed,
With memories of the fallen and the tears of those in need.

O! Let us learn from this tragedy, and strive to do what's right,
And never again allow such evil to take hold in day or night.
For in the end, we are but one human race, and peace doth bring,
The happiness, the joy, and the love that are our hearts' only king.

assistant: Apologies, my mistake. Here is an essay on the Rwandan genocide of 1994 using Shakespearean language:

It was the spring of 1994, a time of great tragedy and sorrow for the people of Rwanda. The country was torn apart by the horrific genocide that saw the killing of over 800,000 Tutsi and moderate Hutu, with many more displaced from their homes. The roots of this violence lay in the tensions between the two ethnic groups, fueled by propaganda and misinformation spread by those in power.

In the midst of this darkness, the international community failed to intervene, turning a blind eye to the atrocities being committed. The world watched as mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, were brutally murdered simply because of their ethnicity.

This was a time when the forces of evil seemed to triumph over good, when humanity was tested and found wanting. Yet, even in the midst of such immense suffering, there were those who chose to stand up and fight against the hatred and violence. There were acts of courage and kindness, moments of hope amidst the despair.

The Rwandan genocide remains a sobering reminder of the horrors that human beings are capable of inflicting upon one another. It is a warning to us all of the dangers of division and hatred, and a call to action to work towards a world where such atrocities can never occur again.

In conclusion, let us remember the victims of the Rwandan genocide, honor their memory, and work towards building a more just and equitable world for all.