The way some mates
Most times use their brain
Helps to ease my pain
Whenever I feel deranged
Their poetical way
Could be describe as sane
People like B_ViRGE
Who keeps me inspired
Every time I feel mentally tired
Or great minds like Muhsin
And the quote-master HMC
And my StreetPoetry cliques
Who doesn't seem
To need a war machine
To rescue or ****
No protective barbed-wire
Or an heavy gunfire
To fight an empire
Cos' their style of war;
Is lyrically pure
Their battling style;
Is well designed;
In poetic lines
Their artistic rhyme;
Could help invert;
The hate-filled mind;
To the rightful path;
Of love and light
And touch the lives
Of those whose life
Are filled with strife
To help ordain
The lost and strayed;
To find their way;
To the rightful place;
they're destined to reign
Their thoughts are gold
The type not-sold
Their words could bring joy
And sometimes a sword
To conquer war
Or break the jaw
Of those whose talk
Are filled with bluff
They're masters of words
Whose art will ever soar
Till forever exhaust