Graffiti Confetti Poem by Dashaun Rashod Snipes

Graffiti, a form of art,
Sprayed on walls, it's a heartfelt start.
Bold colors and striking designs,
Telling stories, reflecting minds.
It started as a form of rebellion,
But now it's evolved into a voice for expression.
From the streets of New York to the walls of Berlin,
Graffiti has spread, its message within.
With each stroke of the can,
A story is told, a message planned.
It speaks of love, anger, and hate,
A canvas for the unheard to create.
Graffiti confetti, splattered on concrete,
Bringing life to what was once obsolete.
It's a celebration of the urban scene,
A fusion of culture, a colorful dream.
It serves a purpose, beyond its display,
An outlet for those who have something to say.
It breaks free from society's norms,
And embraces individuality in its purest form.
Graffiti confetti, a language of the streets,
A form of expression that never retreats.
It's a statement, a form of art,
That speaks volumes, from the heart.
So let the colors fly, let the walls speak,
For the art of graffiti is here to keep.
A creative rebellion, a voice in the night,
Graffiti confetti, a beautiful sight.

Authorship by Dr. Dashaun Snipes
©️ Dr. Dashaun Snipes
®️ Graffiti Confetti