Poetry Project
By William Chick
I Wish or If I Were in Charge
I'd ban the use of cars,
drugs,
alcohol, and also cucumbers.
If I were in charge of the world
There'd be a 10,000 dollars,
a bike, and
food given out every night.
If I were in charge of the world
You wouldn't have to work
You wouldn't eat
You wouldn't or sleep
or you wouldn't have cancer.
If I were in charge of the world
There would be no war,
hunger,
or disease.
In charge of the world
By William Chick
Ballad
I will let depression consume me.
I will let everything go.
And there I just give up.
Its like your words break my supports.
Then I go tumbling over.
And I never can put myself back together.
Pieces of me battle each other.
I let everything myself go.
Then my friends become foes.
I never bother talking.
They have to talk to me.
My teachers, my guardians, the people that always have guided me.
They are the only ones I can trust because the others are vipers.
The ones that I let defeat me.
Free Verse
But some of it bites back.
It waits for your mistakes.
Then it swallows you whole.
Sometimes you escape, but its scar will stick with you forever.
We have to live with what happens.
We have to make are right moves.
Because some animals are tricky, troublesome creatures.