Carousel
By Zachary Robert
Ride the dream and turn
-I don’t want to Dad, the horse has gray eyes
Ride the circle, find the circle
You can do the ring
I want you to, I’ve placed it on your talents
Straddle the beast for me
-It has a high step even for a master’s leg
Gray is only a color
And can be just as bendable as the spine of the flower you play with
Forget the garden and ride like the children have all done
They’ve built and played for you
Recognize the history
-No time has passed Dad
Then follow your grass hole and fall when it ends
The bottom I’ll never know
Or ever search to find you there
Flexible stems
-Or spineless tradition
This history ends with your nervous care
Son, you’ve started a past
That neither of us can fulfill
Go play
But note my hidden fear for you
Grant Worth’s A Mission Fantastic
ASSIGNMENT #2
THEME you’re under arrest
DUE DATE 2pm Wednesday February 10th, 2010 until Tuesday February 23rd.
FORMAT illustration, story, song, film/video, painting, poem, sculpture
SIZE width 750 pix
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