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Old 03-22-2014, 03:57 AM   #3
Frank
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If you want to achieve greatness, stop asking for permission.

Squad car sirens wailing towards the scene of the crime -
Blue embezzling race.
White iris of the spiraling sirens - upsetting reddish display.
Cops sever the lane, speeding through the back alley way infested with strays
Screeching tires splatter cats coating wheels in leathery mange.
The helicopter barrels above the buildings, the booming-propeller of blades
The chemical vapes off the cold krylon can into a misty peppering spray
..
The legend takes a few steps backwards, measuring the space:
tilting his head to get the dimensions correct - only then will he paint
"The revolution will not be televised" A sketch from his page:
Bold, crescent lettering slanted slanderously like spelling in slang.
Each letter stains, forever imbedded in the grain where it inevitably stays.
The false agenda engraved
"Don't sweat the technique" tattooed in the veins - never erased
The impulse to be recognized until I'm either dead or disgraced
No act of kindness, no matter how small is ever a waste.


The sirens bleed through the city steets, dripping fear into the hearts already emblazed:
Mayhem develops on the center stage:
The epidemic barricades off sections separated with yellowish tape.
Bellowing tanks echo the megaphone messages taped:
"PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPON AND STEP AWAY FROM THE MURAL WITH YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD DIRECTLY RAISED"
Back pedal and pace backward towards my voice, in demented rage.
The perpetrator slowly removes his hand from the weathered crate.
The high beams of the helicopter flood him, as he attempts an escape.
'Lead us not into temptation and deliver us from evil, forgive us our trespassing'
He makes a break for the thresh of the gate.
Squad cars sandwich him in, the fenders, he bends, blending in the texture of paint.
..
The officer goes to the wall - and rubs his hands on his uniform, still wet with the trace...
[compressed in the scape]
The policemen are completely puzzled by the clever fade, and wait, staking out the place before surrendering -

Graffiti is beautiful like a brick meant for the face of the cop - unsuspectingly phased.
A wall is a very big weapon. It's one of the nastiest things you can hit someone with.
And render them blank.
..
Follow your dreams, cover your footsteps to whats left of the base
Do more - feel more - be more and never forget
There's no such thing as bad publicity at the end of the day.
The etcher waved the spray can dwelling, forever
Now, a member to the pressure of fame
They can censor the scepter but the crook remains.
Some people become cops because they want to make the world a better place.
Others become vandals cause they want to make the world a better looking place.




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