Mind Graffiti

Imprints and memories,
Tattooed moments in time,
Vibrant colors of black and white,
Shine through a prism in a spray can fashion,
Multicolored murals and testimonies,
Of loved ones lost, free spirited expression,
Of the streets and the struggle,
Vagabond art,
Thoughts from the past make you think,
"How'd that get there?",
Train of thoughts passing by,
Sitting there for a moment,
As Memories whizz past you in a blink of a railway light,
From the impossible rooftops to the burning trashcans under bridges,
Limitless art flowing in a jagged edge formation,
Fighting the laws of mental restraint,
Let it sink in,
Synapses spark messages from the index finger,
Showering concrete idea onto brick and stone,
Messages in a freestyle manner of mental parkour,
Jumping from building to building,
Reaching out to you in a visual fashion,
Tasteful to the eyes as you take a brief moment to admire,
As Minnie Mark Eckos, marking their moments in time,
As it echoes out to the urban soul,
Where we take that to the bank,
As Banksy playing the teller,
Reminds us, tells us that world is still pretty fucked up,
Dark humor, political debates and cultural struggles,
While Keith Haring keeps us grounded with his thoughts on sexuality,
As he AIDS us walking into a new era of acceptance,
As you let it settle in your mind, while you think,

A moment in time, within a blink of an eye, lost,

Forever within the subconscious of the conscious soul,

Knowing, for a moment they were fearless.

The Burning of a Rebelious Generation

Murder yourself,
Murder your health,
Murder your liver,
Because it ain't going to distill,
The liquor that kills,
Kills your lungs,
As it puts guns, down your throat,
As you swallow the smoke,
Down your lungs, cigarette caskets,
Going under in a basket,
Ashtray to ashes,
Dust to dust,
Hold her,
Closer with protection,
Mention, your body count history,
Misery, lies in a lover's mystery,
Feels to me,
A generation of nobodies,
Bodies in bags,
To riches,
Living in ditches,
Dying for the itches,
Snitches with that crooked shaped mug,
Sell drugs, cocaine, meth,
All different forms of death,
What's left?
Need a life vest for this test,
Testament of our cause,
Round of applause,
But, pause, for a moment of silence,
To the end of the violence,
End of an era,
Mirror, Mirror,
On the walls,
Where innocence falls,
Before your eyes,
Days gone by, more goodbyes,
Mirror mirror your face,
Wrinkled and old,
Cracks in the bone, slower pace,
your face, trace the lines,
Towards cultural suicide,
Sides taken, lines drawn,
We just dropped another bomb,
Another con,
Artist out for our money,
Funny how it all seems,
From murals to miracles,
I have a dream, follow the king,
Towards peace, like a new lease on life , Like Biggie,
It was all a dream,
Word up magazine, clips empty out in the streets,
Beats life out in the sand,
A war over the holy land,
War on terror,
War on drugs,
Lost a leg, lost an arm and all I got was this stupid mug,
Shot in the system,
As victims plead the fifth,
Another myth about another child missing,
Just listen and watch,
Marley and Pac,
2 Deaths, one love, one change,
The whole damn block is a shooting range,
Of needles up your own arms or from your trigger hands,
Maaaannn, where the good kids at?
.....Oh a fatherless child, a mother on crack,
Attack on government,
Attack on news,
Attack on education,
A rise of the empire of inflation,
Patient, we are when the cost of living became so high on Mary Jane,
Anything to take away the pain,
Indulge yourself with distractions,
Just take action,
But listen, I got hope for this generation,
Different place, same name, new nation.