Graffiti Man
I’d love to draw a huge graffiti but I’m doing a poem instead.
I’d love to do graffiti on a wall
that looks like I was standing tall.
Or on a ladder hoping not to fall.
Do you get the picture?
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Trouble is I’m not so good at art
but don’t just want a slogan scart.
Something coming from the heart.
Do you get the picture?
I’ve taken photos all around the world
of magic colours looped and twirled,
not just dolloped, dobbed or hurled.
Do you get the picture?
It must be big, it must be bold.
There’s a story to be told.
Got to realise the dream I hold.
Do you get the picture?
There’s a Banksi deep inside of me,
a latent talent eager to be free.
Let it be! Let it be! Let it be!
Let it be my picture!








