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Shout-Out to the Underground
With so many poetry websites in cyberspace,
It’s hard to find a place you can call a home,
A corner of your own,
Because regardless of what zone you’re in,
DUP is the place to be, now let me begin:
Here’s a shout-out to the underground,
To the writers who get down,
To the poets from all around the world who hurl verses when the inspiration comes through,
Where they seek the truth,
Where the old talk of youth,
And the young speak in tongues,
Because the future is theirs.
DUP is the place to lit it and spit it, peel it and feel it,
Bleed it on every page and release all the rage until the words you spill are heard,
Till your woke and stirred,
Encouraged and spurred,
For the cool kids and nerds,
For the rebels and dreamers where the voiceless are screamers expressing their fears,
Sharing their smiles and tears,
Because here, no one judges you.
DUP is a place to come to write it,
To fight it and light it,
Then ride it off into the sunset,
To hone your craft because with each draft you pen you’re driving and striving to get better,
Like letters to your future self from the past,
Because today doesn’t last long,
It has to be captured in song,
Where voices are heard,
Here at DUP.
It’s hard to find a place you can call a home,
A corner of your own,
Because regardless of what zone you’re in,
DUP is the place to be, now let me begin:
Here’s a shout-out to the underground,
To the writers who get down,
To the poets from all around the world who hurl verses when the inspiration comes through,
Where they seek the truth,
Where the old talk of youth,
And the young speak in tongues,
Because the future is theirs.
DUP is the place to lit it and spit it, peel it and feel it,
Bleed it on every page and release all the rage until the words you spill are heard,
Till your woke and stirred,
Encouraged and spurred,
For the cool kids and nerds,
For the rebels and dreamers where the voiceless are screamers expressing their fears,
Sharing their smiles and tears,
Because here, no one judges you.
DUP is a place to come to write it,
To fight it and light it,
Then ride it off into the sunset,
To hone your craft because with each draft you pen you’re driving and striving to get better,
Like letters to your future self from the past,
Because today doesn’t last long,
It has to be captured in song,
Where voices are heard,
Here at DUP.
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