Write a poem that expresses a wish or a dream of yours. You may wish to contrast your wish with a real-life situation that you want to change or improve. Use a variety of sentence types and also include at least one shift in mood (in the grammatical sense), such as a shift between indicative and subjunctive mood. Consider ending your poem with a compelling question—the interrogative mood—as Wilfred Owen did.

haha sorry

Cry I wanna cry

All my goals are gone and the hope faded away

I have nothing to dream about anymore, just my sadness and survival factors.

I might wanna die, was that a rhyme?

This is all a joke I hope you understand.

Explanation:  I don't know-

We never know how high we are

Till we are called to rise;

And then, if we are true to plan,

Our statures touch the skies.

The heroism we recite

Would be a daily thing,

Did not ourselves the cubits warp

For fear to be a king.

Georgenotfound

Please be my friend

So I can mend

My problems

With a simple statememt

A statement of a brag

For higher powers

Those who devour,

To dominate

A phrase as simple as

“I’m friends with georgenotfound”

well stockyards mean a large yard containing pens and sheds, typically adjacent to a slaughterhouse, in which livestock is kept and sorted. and i'm assuming that by party you   mean a large group of people which does make sense because chicago is a very crowded place much like new york. stockyards tend to take up a lot of room due to needing the area for pens to keep animals in and the fact that stockyards are usually right by slaughterhouse where they process and distribute the product. so its much like a zoo but with some dead animal products close by.

- a.) the man dies after he is unable to keep a fire lit.