IF A POEM WERE A RAP
~a dramatic symphony in verse
By Vera Von Monika
Verse 1
If a poem were a rap,
it wouldn’t rhyme just to please.
It would breathe, it would ache,
it would unravel with ease.
Words wouldn’t march,
they’d float, collide,
like constellations lost
in a storm-torn sky.
Verse 2
Every stanza would flicker
like a flame behind glass,
a soft kind of rage
that refuses to pass.
Truth wouldn’t shout,
but it wouldn’t retreat,
it would rise like smoke
and fall at your feet.
Hook
If a poem were a rap,
it would never perform.
It would bleed.
It would swarm.
It would whisper in ink
what thunder can’t say—
a lullaby sharp
as the edge of the day.
Verse 3
It would hold contradiction
like a crown on its head,
be chaos and grace
and all that’s unsaid.
Not a verse to consume,
but to carry, to feel.
If a poem were a rap,
it would break what is real.
Outro
It would bleed.
It would swarm.
It would rise, it would fall,
it would leave nothing untouched.
A symphony in words,
a storm in silence.
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