In a heartbreaking song like "Dear Mama," it's clear that Tupac's writing was more social critique through storytelling than the "gangster posturing" he's oftenaccused of. Hip-Hop is the heart and soul of poetry because the beat and sound power over the written classical poems. Concludes that tupac's effective use of poetic techniques, his relevant theme to socio-political conditions, and its quality of endurance over time, connecting with generations, demonstrates his skills, essential in the western literary canon. Explains that everyone has their own spirit and soul, and america uses a special way to show us these things. I really think that Hip-Hop should be accepted in the Western Literary Canon, Due to its lyrics, beat and language features. Because in his words, "America is the biggest gang in the world" (source). Traditionally, the sonnet is a fourteen-line poem written in iambic pentameter, employing one of several rhyme schemes, and adhering to a tightly structured thematic organization. His writing was descriptive rather than prescriptive, meaning he described the world he lived in rather than scripting a suggested solution or proposing a more optimistic outlook. Laynie Brownes follow-up homage to Mayers text,The Desires of Letterstakes on motherhood and community during a time of political unrest. And, sometimes on a summer's day To self and every mortal ill We give the slip, we steal away, To walk beside some sedgy rill: The darkening years, the cares that kill, A little while are well forgot; When deep in broom upon the hill, We'd rather be alive than not. Speaker's Attitude. The fourth language feature that Tupac uses in this song is a repetition. Simultaneously, Shakur uses various tools of poetic form to get this message across. The son of Black Panther political activists Afeni Shakur and Billy Garland (who was Tupac's 'deadbeat dad' and recently lost a judgment to be included in his estate), Tupac was moved from Harlem, Baltimore, and Oakland. It seems to demand that every performance somehow align with the rapper's "real" experiencea demand that is rarely put on any other kind of writing. [Verse 1] When I was young, me and my mama had beef 17 years old, kicked out on the streets Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place Suspended from school and scared to go home, I was a fool With the big boys breaking all the rules I shed tears with my baby sister, over the years