This poem is meant to be a poem that is a prologue poem, like the prologue to Romeo and Juliet. However, it doesn’t have to be in ABABCDCDEFEFGG; there just has to be one rhyming couplet on the last line, but I wrote mine in AABBCCDDEEFFGG (i think?)
Anway the poem itself is a sequel to something I also previously wrote for English (don’t ask how this has to do with Romeo and Juliet) and this will be the prologue to the next part. Enjoy my shitty writing now.
The five of these gang members are being tried
They must get out of court, for their arrest is implied.
In modern Chicago their conflicts lay
And sweet revenge is what they’ll repay.
Though already in trouble, there’s more laws they will break
To escape this court, they do whatever it may take.
To get past security, they must put up a fight
But to make it alive, they must use all their might.
It seems there’s always trouble, every place they’re in
It’s always them, to which trouble is akin.
They’ve gotten away, but they sense a bad omen
And alas, they’ve still been caught again.
And the man they must call
His name better’d be Saul.
