In the annals of time, a date engraved, January 6th, a page that behaved. Protests that echoed a distant past's ire, A modern-day twist, a historical mire.
Like the Reichstag fire, history's plot, A day that stirred, a pivotal knot. Events that unfolded, a nation's divide, Echoes of histories truth set aside.
In Nazi Germany, the Reichstag's flame, A catalyst igniting a drastic claim. Similarly, January 6th’s scene, A moment contentious, where tensions convene.
A chapter unveiled, a parallel's hint, Where past and present in narratives print. A shadow of history, a mirror's reflection, A modern-day twist, an echoed connection.
A shadow of history, a mirror's reflections, A modern-day twist with perverted connections.
Why don’t you just write my poem after all!
Ha kidding-your suggestions better!
You did good job, it's just that the correct Iambic pentameter makes it flow better.
For example this is something I wrote with perfect rhythem:
Before you go to sleep tonight
Please give god your prayers
Trust in him with all your heart
To take away your cares
Thank him for the good and bad
Both make your life complete
For who does not know bitter
Does not know what is sweet.
Then when slumbers siren call
Lures me to my dreams
No longer bound by distance
Or other worldly things
I'll fly up to meet you in the heavens
Among the stars above
To wrap you up with tenderness
And hold you in my love.