Poem

Helpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp me with this poem pls

In the beginning

I became a wheel

And held enchantment

In my magic circles

Then I became

The shape of order:

Spellbound citizens

Began to dream

They dreamt of their cities,

Pavements, statues;

Often I found my place

In one of those.

Paper may wrap me

But I blunt you scissors

Heartless, my heart

Breaks many others