Where Is Poetry?

Where is Poetry?


Months ago you used to be so close to me.

We used to hang tight, late at night with

the Mighty Pen

And Weathered Notebook.


Up to no good, consuming old thoughts

About my old hood, juggling metaphors,

Hard rhymes and similes.

Now it’s like we are best friends who

Don’t communicate anymore,

But find the comfort of solitude a bit more soothing.


Where is Poetry?


Dedicated to Guru & Gang Starr’s Legacy

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