Yeah.. just sharing some of my past poems. They might seem odd at first, but I'm sure the reader will get the hang of it. This one was inspired by an art piece I saw on a wall here in town.. done by the method of Grafitti. It had to do with hip hop..so..enjoy.

If walls could talk...they'd fall def to the unconscious ear.

Check...
Etched in brick by cans of aerosol,
Like hieroglyphs on Pharaohs wall,
Varied scrawls, down narrow halls,
Cryptic names as to not bare it all,
A raw art form that stays changing,
It's like modern day cave painting,
Maintaining, if artists stay sprayin',
With that can rattle name staining,
Vandals tangle in the train station,
Over laying until the paints fading,
Tags tagged to tag it as their own,
New jack antagonists have grown,
"Tag a long" & vandal up ya home,
Like a game of tag…tag line "5-0!"
Then cats scramble from the zone,
Nothing is off limits or hard to top,
Pop a marker top & mark the spot,
Apartment lobbies, to parking lots,
As critics criticize: if it's art or not,
Figurative meaning, literal essence,
Blind to reason by visual sentence,
By the means of political message,
Riddled through literature method,
& if you followed Hip-hop since 81,
Rap's like our talk & native tongue,
The DJ becomes our ancient drum,
& our tribal dance be breakin' son!
Kick knowledge that weighs a ton,
So to Hip-hop, if you're intelligent,
That's 3/4ths of its core elements,
Graffiti contrast by forth evidence,
Is written word therefore relevant,
But yo, they ain't seein' it straight,
They see buildings, being defaced,
See vandalism & reasons for hate,
I just see ratings for medias sake,
If walls could talk, graffiti debates,
Through hue, color & clever tones,
The rhythm, of inner metronomes,
Or your heart as it's better known,
Hip-hops Mecca; I'm headin' home,
Interpreted through Rosetta stone,
& let alone…you need reassessing,
Mind revolution of free expression,
Remind those who keep forgetting,
**** answers ya need to question,
In these seeds that we embedding,
From the streets & graffiti settings,
But still…you don't see me fretting,
Cause these walls are talking clear,
Sometimes ya gotta watch to hear,
Def to the unconscious ear,
It was written...

"HIP-HOP WAS HERE"

Very nicely done!!