Alex Conrad Seno Poet Rhyme

Graffiti

Running on cold dark streets lit by neon lights
We raced like thunder under a moonless night
A gang of four, bold lads we were
Doing what we did best without a care
Springing over fences with spray paint in hand
Unto our target, a yellow wall we planned…
to affix our mark and make a statement
Pressing down on the canister to our hearts fulfillment
Upon daybreak, the world can see
Skill of our hands, the beauty of... graffiti!

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John Loving Iii November 15, 2008 at 8:28 AM i can only hope it's real art and not what we call vandalism. perhaps this expresion on the net can become a diversion. this is where the world can see. and if you really are good. they will let you know. j