The Carousel of Death (Sonnet - Anapestic Tetrameter)
In a world of my own, I will live and be King
But I can never ride the carousel of death
For I would be lost in a never-ending ring
Of phony people with their stupid drugs and meth
The circle of death and rebirth rebounds and springs
Back and forth, destroying all the people who let
Their weak hearts be controlled by carousels that sing
A song of darkness, life and love, but mostly death
The carousel will turn you and twist you, bringing
To you a world of pain and ill feelings, and set
Your heart in fear and panic, until it goes "Ping"!
I must save these kids from the carousel of Death
Round and round, the carousel will go, then it sings
Chaotic songs of death, chaotic songs of death