Inspired minds and creative souls,
Find comfort in these prolific scrolls
Spray paint scripts just like a pen,
What is, is suddenly what might have been.
Revealing thoughts of how they feel,
A place to vent, a place to heal.
Beneath the symbolic painted walls,
Bare concrete guards horrific brawls.
Eye for an eye and tooth for tooth,
Audacious images share the truth.
Marking territory with a sign,
This fighting arena is now a shrine.