fleas
there ain't ever gonna be
another 2pac
once you take a life,
you can never bring it back.
there ain't ever gonna be
another Pushkin
he knew that
but he knew
that his work would be whack
if he didn't live by
the values he spat
the greats don't just write
they live their poetry
they fight
but the poets that left us
aren't dead -
they're still leaping into heads -
they're the same starry sky
they used to to tread
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