English 12: Narrative Poem

Presto:

The carrot convinced me, however I was stuck in a cage

My stomach convinced me to steal the carrot

My partner came in like a Saviour of mine

I was hoping that he would offer me a bite of that carrot

I thought he would free me from having

But he offered me none and expected me to give a show

And a hungry man is an angry one

 

So, I gave him no performance

He pleaded me to give

But the rage in me could not give in

I manipulated his magic and all I wanted was some food in my mouth

He chased me like a bull that saw a red cape until he reached his final act

The nervousness surrounded the theatre and there was fear in all eyes

But I mocked and laughed

Looking from above my partner looked like a chicken trying to fly

I was still mad at my partner who expected me to give when I haven’t received

But when I saw the panic in my partner’s eyes, I felt like I needed to save the show

However, in many blind eyes, he flied like a courageous bird

 

They laughed and cheered

And I was rewarded with a carrot that satisfied my stomach that growled

My partner and I was recognized by many others

But instead of fame I wanted my carrot because that is only thing that gives me joy