Vandalism [Modern Poetry]

Incoherent revelations,
Scattered through the subway stations.
The knowing but unknown,
Legacies of the underground prophets,
Scratched into the ancient paint,
Cracked and peeling,
Or spray-painted over,
Fresh and new.
They quietly go about their business,
Unappreciated,
Often condemned.
The troubled man,
The greater mind:
A vandal,
Simply trying to put his unease to rest.

Peace,
Justin