The beatboxers on the street
Never say anything
Five fingers
& heart rhythms bring
Stix upon buckets
Clack jams
Boys rockin
Not dissing
Maams
Beating hearts
Of fisted hands
Resonating on the corner
Over street lands
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mlowe5 says: Nice imagery with a good allegorical message. Peace and Love. |
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