Can the speech contest be expressed in poetry?

There is a poem praising life.

Long live life!

I once ruled the world that was once dominated by me.

When I gave the order, the sea rose, and the waves surged because of my life.

Now I sleep alone in the morning, and now I sleep alone at dawn.

Cleaning the street I once owned, wandering alone on the avenue that once belonged to me.

I used to roll dice. I used to control the life and death of mortals.

Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes, savor it, and panic blooms in your sworn enemy's pupil.

Listening to the crowd singing: listening to people singing and cheering happily;

"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! " "The first king died! New Wang Bandai! "

One minute ago I held the key, and now I hold the meridian of power.

Next, the city walls closed, and I soon realized that the walls of the palace were as deep as the sea.

I found my castle and suddenly found my city.

The bases of salt columns and sand columns are scattered like salt and sand and chaotic like dust.

I heard the bells ringing in Jerusalem. Listen to the bells of Jerusalem.

The Roman cavalry choir is singing. The song of Roman cavalry shocked the mountains and seas.

Be my mirror, my sword and shield "My sword and shield are bright!" "

My missionary is in a foreign country, and my missionary stands outside the frontier.

I can't get over it for some reason.

Once you're gone, ever since you left,

Never has an honest word disappeared.

That was when I ruled the world, and now it's my time to rule.

It's an evil wild wind, and the evil wind is roaring.

Blow down the door and let me in, blow open the heavy door and let me fall into a deep haze.

The ceremony of breaking the wall with broken windows and drums collapsed.

People can't believe what I will become, and the world can't believe that I am gone.

The revolutionaries are eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the uprising army.

One day I stood on the guillotine because my head was on a silver plate.

Just a puppet on a lonely line, just like a puppet swinging alone with a messenger wire.

Oh, who would want to be king? Alas, who ever longed for ten thousand people to worship?

I heard the bells ringing in Jerusalem. Listen to the bells of Jerusalem.

The Roman cavalry choir is singing. The song of Roman cavalry shocked the mountains and seas.

Be my mirror, my sword and shield "My sword and shield are bright!" "

My missionary is in a foreign country, and my missionary stands outside the frontier.

I can't get over it for some reason.

I know St. Peter won't call my name, and I know that the door of heaven won't open for me.

Advice never exists.

But that was when I ruled the world, but this is the time when I ruled.