63324, Hip Hop Poem Posted by ThaAnthology, Tue Jan-23-07 04:50 PM
Hip Hop Poem
Solid Southern Blues lick venomous fluidity At molten canvases Spoiling the view
While Harlemite Jazz men taunt visceral images Of smoke-laden hues Draped in needle drips Nodding away Into forever
All the while Hip Hop reminds us that children Must grow And if unattended Trees grow crook-necked
But also that before they die They find themselves righted
Slighted at times But righted
Smooth to Barbadian breezes Kissing feet
Pleading forgiveness
And before eyes close… Like all predecessors
It is good
© Fahim Malik Nassar
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