mario-william-vitale - Hello Poetry

The Gift Each step that we take Make no intent nor escape Shade of grey, let go the parade, Love is for certain Stand by the curtain Lift whole in a rage You better act your age Tender words light the course Through the eyes that touch the elements of the sky Through every step that we take Follow...follow, eager & stake.... Bridge the gap across the peril escape, Shades of black, green & blue What are we to do ? Cross eyed cat with the little boy blew, Shade of grass green & blue Shape, lest we triumph to spread out beyond the stand; Look deep, stand still & repeat Love for certain The Oz behind the curtain Tap your heals three times, There the king can greet Hungry ? Take a seat ! Below the tempo Treated, many words to go & swell Many are going to hell !

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Dec 29, 2020

Dec 29, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC

The Gift

The Gift Each step that we take Make no intent nor escape Shade of grey, let go the parade, Love is for certain Stand by the curtain Lift whole in a rage You better act your age Tender words light the course Through the eyes that touch the elements of the sky Through every step that we take Follow...follow, eager & stake.... Bridge the gap across the peril escape, Shades of black, green & blue What are we to do ? Cross eyed cat with the little boy blew, Shade of grass green & blue Shape, lest we triumph to spread out beyond the stand; Look deep, stand still & repeat Love for certain The Oz behind the curtain Tap your heals three times, There the king can greet Hungry ? Take a seat ! Below the tempo Treated, many words to go & swell Many are going to hell !

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Obey The Cross That Jesus Suffered Although It Will Cost All You Claim As Yours ! Each of us must learn to take a part in the dance be part of Christ's vine by his design Although it will cost all you claim as yours the sacrifice is small beside the treasure Eternity is a very long time so with words I create in a song for you to get along Heros are all golden when hearts are unfolding to the message of grace upon your Peyton place there can be no other way no other escape from the ways of faith explore a bit further Sadness must be erased when you look at the full blown glory of Christ's face set a date Remember to pray and say out his name each and everyday do not be afraid he is their every idol word that was said out of context he is fully aware when he comes with a blaze of glory... Sharpen your eyes bend your bows make some glorious noise to unfold the mystery God is sovereign he is a perfect gentleman doesn't force his way on any man you understand Bit by bit one footsetep at a time a sure fire way to climb til at last you reach the gate heaven's door... let his glory fill you up in the peace that passes all understanding its in his well giving I stand forgiven as a sinner don't ever call me late for dinner wait it gets much better take my hand precious Lord lead me on let me stand I am weak, worn & torn through each storm through the night let me breathe give me sight take my hand precious Lord lead me onto each new valley built in the continual brevity of its cosmic mystery Jesus you are the lover of my soul with hearts to unfold you are worth more precious then gold Each day is a gift you get my drift through vast peril mountains I may climb was created by a greater design... The night is far too spent although the days are long I will evoke in a song to grow fond Barriers we have to cross with no escape no tragic loss we will shine we are his child although for the moment I exist as a vapor then I am no more I will press on through each storm Violation to the innocent without any incident his will stands president from any harm If you have a voice learn to rejoice with quaint laughter prepared for the great here after with words to capture he was their in the graden searching in the way of fire with eyes free Touch his tender hand he alone is what you can depend my faithful longing friend Gives cadence to a child like faith sought with tender simplicity come and sit next to me Early I will seek thee down on my knees a reason to breathe Judas betrayed him after the garden... Christ was their in a whisper torn blemished in the midnight hour searching for one sinner a pull at the heart would light the inner spark to where I needed to go listen to the wind blow your very fragrance came onto me through a dream with a tender smile known to see lovingly your hans sits beside me takes the sacles from my eyes so that I could see Mary watched as he son was thronged with blood dripping off the side From the inner silence of the lamb he was there In welcoming to the world to share Within the multiple of words the mouth speaks As a heart beats through the passage of time To every poem that was ever written To every burden ever lifted To rivers crossing where people living Sometimes loving other moments giving In storms that were outside brewing What is the significance of this love In painted pictures from above To every soldier in a battle To every cow amidst the cattle Not a second glance at any real romance A field of dreams throughout our head From both fire and ice will make you think twice Perhaps another chance at a roll of the dice When every kingdom comes thy will be done Shadows in the shining morn if there's a rose it bears a thorn, He was there in every circumstance When they tried to throw stones at her He was there drawing a line with his finger in the sand It is my hope that some day all will understand A glance at the past will tell us of our future Amidst the inner pain & uncertainty Through shadows in a field of dreams In moments of solace amidst the pain A light moved out upon the street outside A day that wasn't meant to be Thorn crown was pulled upon his head Those shouts of intense anger from the mob There was only one who would help him back on his feet, A light that brought only a few to greet Let us not run away & hide Each one of our sins was placed on that cross To lose the battle now would end in tragic loss Father please forgive them for they know not what they do He said the prayer now the rest is up to you That cross that broke a sinful world apart With his blood-soaked crown with spear in side To show the whole world he had nothing to hide The summoned cry brought about healing in the sky Watch the free angelic dove fly!

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Dec 29, 2020

Dec 29, 2020 at 1:33 PM UTC

Jesus Rising !

Obey The Cross That Jesus Suffered Although It Will Cost All You Claim As Yours ! Each of us must learn to take a part in the dance be part of Christ's vine by his design Although it will cost all you claim as yours the sacrifice is small beside the treasure Eternity is a very long time so with words I create in a song for you to get along Heros are all golden when hearts are unfolding to the message of grace upon your Peyton place there can be no other way no other escape from the ways of faith explore a bit further Sadness must be erased when you look at the full blown glory of Christ's face set a date Remember to pray and say out his name each and everyday do not be afraid he is their every idol word that was said out of context he is fully aware when he comes with a blaze of glory... Sharpen your eyes bend your bows make some glorious noise to unfold the mystery God is sovereign he is a perfect gentleman doesn't force his way on any man you understand Bit by bit one footsetep at a time a sure fire way to climb til at last you reach the gate heaven's door... let his glory fill you up in the peace that passes all understanding its in his well giving I stand forgiven as a sinner don't ever call me late for dinner wait it gets much better take my hand precious Lord lead me on let me stand I am weak, worn & torn through each storm through the night let me breathe give me sight take my hand precious Lord lead me onto each new valley built in the continual brevity of its cosmic mystery Jesus you are the lover of my soul with hearts to unfold you are worth more precious then gold Each day is a gift you get my drift through vast peril mountains I may climb was created by a greater design... The night is far too spent although the days are long I will evoke in a song to grow fond Barriers we have to cross with no escape no tragic loss we will shine we are his child although for the moment I exist as a vapor then I am no more I will press on through each storm Violation to the innocent without any incident his will stands president from any harm If you have a voice learn to rejoice with quaint laughter prepared for the great here after with words to capture he was their in the graden searching in the way of fire with eyes free Touch his tender hand he alone is what you can depend my faithful longing friend Gives cadence to a child like faith sought with tender simplicity come and sit next to me Early I will seek thee down on my knees a reason to breathe Judas betrayed him after the garden... Christ was their in a whisper torn blemished in the midnight hour searching for one sinner a pull at the heart would light the inner spark to where I needed to go listen to the wind blow your very fragrance came onto me through a dream with a tender smile known to see lovingly your hans sits beside me takes the sacles from my eyes so that I could see Mary watched as he son was thronged with blood dripping off the side From the inner silence of the lamb he was there In welcoming to the world to share Within the multiple of words the mouth speaks As a heart beats through the passage of time To every poem that was ever written To every burden ever lifted To rivers crossing where people living Sometimes loving other moments giving In storms that were outside brewing What is the significance of this love In painted pictures from above To every soldier in a battle To every cow amidst the cattle Not a second glance at any real romance A field of dreams throughout our head From both fire and ice will make you think twice Perhaps another chance at a roll of the dice When every kingdom comes thy will be done Shadows in the shining morn if there's a rose it bears a thorn, He was there in every circumstance When they tried to throw stones at her He was there drawing a line with his finger in the sand It is my hope that some day all will understand A glance at the past will tell us of our future Amidst the inner pain & uncertainty Through shadows in a field of dreams In moments of solace amidst the pain A light moved out upon the street outside A day that wasn't meant to be Thorn crown was pulled upon his head Those shouts of intense anger from the mob There was only one who would help him back on his feet, A light that brought only a few to greet Let us not run away & hide Each one of our sins was placed on that cross To lose the battle now would end in tragic loss Father please forgive them for they know not what they do He said the prayer now the rest is up to you That cross that broke a sinful world apart With his blood-soaked crown with spear in side To show the whole world he had nothing to hide The summoned cry brought about healing in the sky Watch the free angelic dove fly!

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Ann Marie Soulier (ne´e Hyland) passed away peacefully at her home in Wolcott on Saturday, Nov. 28th, surrounded by loving members of her family. She was 86. The second daughter of the late Frank and Delena Hyland, and sister of the late James and William Hyland, Ann is survived by her two sisters, Elizabeth Parenti and Mary Dudzinski, as well as her brother-in-law, Harry Dudzinski, and sisters-in-law, Gloria and Evelyn Hyland, all of Bristol. She also leaves behind her beloved children: Marie Barrett and her husband, Mike, James Soulier and his wife, Beth, Elizabeth Thisdale and her husband, Joe, Carol Roy and her husband, Doug, Leona Chamberlain and her husband, Dave, and Mario Vitale. Ann was affectionately known as "Nanny" to her 14 grandchildren: Paul, Avery, Shane, Kylie, Matthew, Bobby, Cory, Christopher, Marty, Todd, Michael, Tyler, Michelle, and Jimmy; and to her beloved 14 great-grandchildren: She also has many surviving cousins, nieces, nephews, in-laws and friends whom she loved dearly. The family would like to extend their gratitude to her special caregivers, Alicia and Eliana, who made a difference in the quality of her life and became like family members to her. Ann had an impactful presence. She loved Jesus, family vacations at Hampton Beach and Black Point, coffee, music, painting, doll-collecting, and her best friend of over 80 years, Nancy (Nan). She retired in 1999 from Superior Electric, where she was a cherished coworker for nearly 30 years. As mechanically adept as she was in the workplace, Ann was equally adept in making her house a home. She ran a tight ship during those years doubling as a homemaker, where she kept her loved ones well-fed, raising them to be resilient and to always have a sense of humor and a love of family. She believed in prayer and loved her son Mario's poetry. She also loved videography and was known to document family events using a camcorder starting in the 1980s. Always with a keen eye to see one step ahead, she kept copies of these moments on VHS for all of her loved ones to watch in the years to come. She will be sorely missed here on earth as she joins her parents, her brothers, and her grandson, Shane, in heaven. Friends and family are invited to attend a Mass of Christian Burial for Ann on Thursday, Dec. 3, 2020, at 10 a.m. directly at St. Matthew's Church in Forestville. Burial will immediately follow at St. Joseph Cemetery in Plainville. There will be no calling hours. The family also plans on having a celebration of life ceremony for Ann sometime in the summer of 2021. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations can be made in Ann's honor to the Wolcott Volunteer Ambulance Association, 48 Todd Road, Wolcott, CT 06716. To leave an online message of condolence, share a memory or a photo, visit Ann's memorial Why Anger Over The National Anthem Is Nothing New In America A Look Back At President Obama’s Greatest Music Moments For The Record: Logic Talks Charlamagne Tha God & Joe Budden, Explains Why He Is Retiring About “AKA "Ann Marie Soulier", Mario Vitale's Mom !”

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Dec 1, 2020

Dec 1, 2020 at 7:31 PM UTC

Ann Marie Soulier, "AKA Mario William Vitales' Son

Ann Marie Soulier (ne´e Hyland) passed away peacefully at her home in Wolcott on Saturday, Nov. 28th, surrounded by loving members of her family. She was 86. The second daughter of the late Frank and Delena Hyland, and sister of the late James and William Hyland, Ann is survived by her two sisters, Elizabeth Parenti and Mary Dudzinski, as well as her brother-in-law, Harry Dudzinski, and sisters-in-law, Gloria and Evelyn Hyland, all of Bristol. She also leaves behind her beloved children: Marie Barrett and her husband, Mike, James Soulier and his wife, Beth, Elizabeth Thisdale and her husband, Joe, Carol Roy and her husband, Doug, Leona Chamberlain and her husband, Dave, and Mario Vitale. Ann was affectionately known as "Nanny" to her 14 grandchildren: Paul, Avery, Shane, Kylie, Matthew, Bobby, Cory, Christopher, Marty, Todd, Michael, Tyler, Michelle, and Jimmy; and to her beloved 14 great-grandchildren: She also has many surviving cousins, nieces, nephews, in-laws and friends whom she loved dearly. The family would like to extend their gratitude to her special caregivers, Alicia and Eliana, who made a difference in the quality of her life and became like family members to her. Ann had an impactful presence. She loved Jesus, family vacations at Hampton Beach and Black Point, coffee, music, painting, doll-collecting, and her best friend of over 80 years, Nancy (Nan). She retired in 1999 from Superior Electric, where she was a cherished coworker for nearly 30 years. As mechanically adept as she was in the workplace, Ann was equally adept in making her house a home. She ran a tight ship during those years doubling as a homemaker, where she kept her loved ones well-fed, raising them to be resilient and to always have a sense of humor and a love of family. She believed in prayer and loved her son Mario's poetry. She also loved videography and was known to document family events using a camcorder starting in the 1980s. Always with a keen eye to see one step ahead, she kept copies of these moments on VHS for all of her loved ones to watch in the years to come. She will be sorely missed here on earth as she joins her parents, her brothers, and her grandson, Shane, in heaven. Friends and family are invited to attend a Mass of Christian Burial for Ann on Thursday, Dec. 3, 2020, at 10 a.m. directly at St. Matthew's Church in Forestville. Burial will immediately follow at St. Joseph Cemetery in Plainville. There will be no calling hours. The family also plans on having a celebration of life ceremony for Ann sometime in the summer of 2021. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations can be made in Ann's honor to the Wolcott Volunteer Ambulance Association, 48 Todd Road, Wolcott, CT 06716. To leave an online message of condolence, share a memory or a photo, visit Ann's memorial Why Anger Over The National Anthem Is Nothing New In America A Look Back At President Obama’s Greatest Music Moments For The Record: Logic Talks Charlamagne Tha God & Joe Budden, Explains Why He Is Retiring About “AKA "Ann Marie Soulier", Mario Vitale's Mom !”

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The ***** widows peak stand still another week living through the barbed wire seek one, two & three Wanted to rush the piece from the roof barbed wire There she walks in Count to the number ten There she walked in, "The ***** ! having a bout with whiskey Wait entire works in store in walks the ***** thinking through the barren sea kisses, ***** & breach listen to the walking pieces, love & stream The ***** walks into so much more she paid her respects through the thunder roll caged, pleasant & gathering My love reaches so much more She walks further to ever before kisses, love & romance

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Nov 18, 2020

Nov 18, 2020 at 7:23 PM UTC

The *****

The ***** widows peak stand still another week living through the barbed wire seek one, two & three Wanted to rush the piece from the roof barbed wire There she walks in Count to the number ten There she walked in, "The ***** ! having a bout with whiskey Wait entire works in store in walks the ***** thinking through the barren sea kisses, ***** & breach listen to the walking pieces, love & stream The ***** walks into so much more she paid her respects through the thunder roll caged, pleasant & gathering My love reaches so much more She walks further to ever before kisses, love & romance

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Journey To The Center Of The Earth Why do we even care ? the notion of the left at ease Shadows in the brazen eyes Journey to the center of the earth... A breach to put love is for certain got to wait for surgery Why don't people let me be ? Thoughts of living in the make believe love is gifted along with laughter Gather round my friend on some mother hen lover's left from the count of ten shouts of grace spread about the fan lover's left to race upon our Peyton Place Left to ever release Given a solemn peace; Journey to the center of the earth perched beneath the timber & squeeze Shouts of joy A brand new toy filled up with a noted ploy A pierced love in tender means through the trees the honey nor a mere breeze shadows for ego taste from my head down to my toe

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Nov 18, 2020

Nov 18, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC

Journey To The Center Of The Earth

Journey To The Center Of The Earth Why do we even care ? the notion of the left at ease Shadows in the brazen eyes Journey to the center of the earth... A breach to put love is for certain got to wait for surgery Why don't people let me be ? Thoughts of living in the make believe love is gifted along with laughter Gather round my friend on some mother hen lover's left from the count of ten shouts of grace spread about the fan lover's left to race upon our Peyton Place Left to ever release Given a solemn peace; Journey to the center of the earth perched beneath the timber & squeeze Shouts of joy A brand new toy filled up with a noted ploy A pierced love in tender means through the trees the honey nor a mere breeze shadows for ego taste from my head down to my toe

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Hurt Out Of Spite Billy Joel..sought out of control face the eyes of the window, after years ago merger on the phantom leap shaded pillars brief share with each other compare to speak lift the cover of the toilet seat stand still & repeat wishing well dropped the pen many years ago love sought the merger

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Sep 14, 2020

Sep 14, 2020 at 2:45 PM UTC

Hurt Out Of Spite

Hurt Out Of Spite Billy Joel..sought out of control face the eyes of the window, after years ago merger on the phantom leap shaded pillars brief share with each other compare to speak lift the cover of the toilet seat stand still & repeat wishing well dropped the pen many years ago love sought the merger

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Society https://soundcloud.com/mario-vitale-585774765/society Society Like a cold clap in the dark you lit a spark of what I was waiting for You hide behind the false hidden garb of compromise can't you see the lies Having long hanging viscous fangs to frighten each other A line is being drawn in the sand when will we understand The pusher on the street knows to well the score is in sight All of the money is tight waving empty beer can to cash them in A solo of sorts to summon the eager minds that plug destruction To get food stamps & disability insurance in you pocket Burning flags in the presence of the socially elite doomed to repeat A challenge to be set free is a question of time my one solution is using mind We work in the factory laboring for that legal tender While pulling out of the grocery store you get a busted fender One needs a heart saturated with truth to stand the test of time Standing in line at the D.M.V. kind of bothers me We as a society have treasured a rose that was sent before us Send the troops home there is no good reason for them to roam The casualties are enormous for a stated cause that's plain atrocious Merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder stop the senseless fighting Yet are nation grows a bit colder from all the anxiety from within Another chance a which to begin again stop the riots in the street With abortion as a plan when will we be able to understand A fetus is a living breathing human being inside not some instant jello Society is filled with people that hate that is their lasting fate Become a beacon of hope to a lost world in need of love This true expression of faith is sent to us from only God above

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Sep 13, 2020

Sep 13, 2020 at 3:19 PM UTC

Society

Society https://soundcloud.com/mario-vitale-585774765/society Society Like a cold clap in the dark you lit a spark of what I was waiting for You hide behind the false hidden garb of compromise can't you see the lies Having long hanging viscous fangs to frighten each other A line is being drawn in the sand when will we understand The pusher on the street knows to well the score is in sight All of the money is tight waving empty beer can to cash them in A solo of sorts to summon the eager minds that plug destruction To get food stamps & disability insurance in you pocket Burning flags in the presence of the socially elite doomed to repeat A challenge to be set free is a question of time my one solution is using mind We work in the factory laboring for that legal tender While pulling out of the grocery store you get a busted fender One needs a heart saturated with truth to stand the test of time Standing in line at the D.M.V. kind of bothers me We as a society have treasured a rose that was sent before us Send the troops home there is no good reason for them to roam The casualties are enormous for a stated cause that's plain atrocious Merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder stop the senseless fighting Yet are nation grows a bit colder from all the anxiety from within Another chance a which to begin again stop the riots in the street With abortion as a plan when will we be able to understand A fetus is a living breathing human being inside not some instant jello Society is filled with people that hate that is their lasting fate Become a beacon of hope to a lost world in need of love This true expression of faith is sent to us from only God above

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limitless encounter through the toilet flush Mr. Mojo Rising to the rescue; An entrance to bare weight to enter in love is the essence of one's existence the entrance of the good brings about the bad below it's the belly of the beast shadows break on a fountain new age Billows pierced through the skin, A new day shine within a greater design Can you picture what we shall be Shadows break the new days dawn the gift the giver sought to yawn down with the fixture of his smile shadows break again children with a smile sit the day again through the comfort of Gin pillows quake we were in this house you got comfort have you seen the accident outside through comfort which place to enjoy quake through the mid stream cause bow the knee to pray pilgrims don't let me die in an automobile chance with the clouds that fly bring Ms. Shelter through it's caged width fear open a little shop have a big green grass hopper out their pillars, cage & fear listen before you stop the car I'm getting out look there's someone coming and nothing to do about it one wave comes through a lend scope; hero's welcome through the guard closer close to her love sequence gun shelter lies dormant it's beckoning smile still to know all the great while, shelter, love & gun spring love to run...

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Sep 12, 2020

Sep 12, 2020 at 1:47 PM UTC

The Heart

limitless encounter through the toilet flush Mr. Mojo Rising to the rescue; An entrance to bare weight to enter in love is the essence of one's existence the entrance of the good brings about the bad below it's the belly of the beast shadows break on a fountain new age Billows pierced through the skin, A new day shine within a greater design Can you picture what we shall be Shadows break the new days dawn the gift the giver sought to yawn down with the fixture of his smile shadows break again children with a smile sit the day again through the comfort of Gin pillows quake we were in this house you got comfort have you seen the accident outside through comfort which place to enjoy quake through the mid stream cause bow the knee to pray pilgrims don't let me die in an automobile chance with the clouds that fly bring Ms. Shelter through it's caged width fear open a little shop have a big green grass hopper out their pillars, cage & fear listen before you stop the car I'm getting out look there's someone coming and nothing to do about it one wave comes through a lend scope; hero's welcome through the guard closer close to her love sequence gun shelter lies dormant it's beckoning smile still to know all the great while, shelter, love & gun spring love to run...

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BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO GOT ME PLACES TO GO SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER TRUMP SMELLS B.O. I know years to know used to being with your history eager long to achieve needs to take a nice hot shower going down to the wire..., got choices with the most chances highway glances glad he switch his Depends tyed beauty within, another one bites the dust with the whole world in a rush doing cart wheels out in the mood a sought of time to renew Trump Smells B.O. which way should we go ? some are in a trance a given chance at any romance Pac sought love through concrete on again out again cry for relief Can We Talk ? hit a sister mister said to high ****** SONG REMAINS THE SAME SOUGHT EVEN SHADE LOVE FAXED IN WHERE IT IS WE DEPEND YOU GOT TO KNOW WHERE YOU ARE iNSTEAD YOU HIDE LIKE ROSANNE BARR NEEDS TO STOP BY INSTEAD OF GETTING HIGH VAPE with heightened fresh tender moments like these drift away to the sea... suffering long in an empty room my pain drifts in illusive rights become pure day by day we hear the sound of a lonely owl out in desperation my stomach leaks cheer up good cousin as the thoughts simmer again back from beyond cracking, this is enough of a good spot gross way back sat the owl in fact through radio Trump Smells B.O. button down the captors embrace the hellos Trump Smells B.O. I'm bust out the beat to increase the tempo..., Silently in the dreams eating delicious ice cream, I maybe a man of all mans, P.U. in the port of storm we call commercial radiating plugged in seperation, fine darling pillars the growth of here after old man sit by the log cabin at night he would take a *** outside his window taking heed to nature's dream the owl would suddenly draw empty nothing but framed silence in togetherness our cameras freshly made eating potato dumplings... I aim human fresh under my wings, look to the sun to help you get by... Trump's Comb Over Written by: Mario Vitale well it's a one for the money two for the show the answer my friend is blowing in the wind so is Trump's comb over who tucks Mr. president into bed do the not realize he has a big head who takes care of his hair caged fury in such a hurry the magic is in the pudding does he know what hell he his doing he jumps through loop holes looking through peep holes TMZ catches his rug by disguise one word to the wise get a transplant my friend we can see your head with the magical wave oh act your age Mr. Trump what **** you have taken us by surprise doesn't anybody realize What **** Trump Written by: Mario Vitale you sit in your ivory tower why should I even bother your the man who said your fire had a book art of the deal your spinning wheel is getting to fast lay up on the gas many in North Korea will be wearing a face mask what **** Trump knocking at your door are you in the theatre of the insane lest I refrain another opened door check this as a young child you were already loaded your inner soul imploded through the duration of time you learned how to rhyme kind of a Robin Hood but you wouldn't share with the poor you got hooked on Twitter & your hommie's none better but always a gentleman never given the middle finger still many of us hate your guts still got lots to prove others refrain just not in a good mood you may have to do a make over with your hair as in a comb over yet you try to stand tall while working on this great wall we maybe in store of a shot gun wedding what are you kidding what **** Trump maybe coming to a theatre near you has he bitten off far more then he could chew Ivanka still has a voice with a choice try to pull things together if you try we we're out busy living the lie the lie that says I am what I do still got to mend your ways instead of getting lost in some purple haze you & Pence look like the Blues Brother Reunion are you sure you know what the hell your doing ? perhaps you got junk in your trunk what **** Trump ? A Letter To Trump you don't know me & that's good is your choice of water Fiji now going to speak to you man to man Mr. Trump do you really understand when you took the oath of all that was planned did you ever think about me a lone poet man of society as you sit there in your in ivory tower filled with power did it ever cross your mind that not everybody is doing fine sure there's no gas shortages anymore and no Studio 54 yet what my inner heart beats for is a common courtesy call remember when you were young playing with the bat and ball some folks claim that your just a know it all but here am i sir giving you the benefit of the doubt while some people just and pout sure you like Twitter and some of MTV but one one heart felt plea is that we all live out our days in sweet harmony while your working on that wall did you forget to give Pink Floyd a call I no save your money for your momma and try to forget about Obama but what are you promising us is it in God we trust crushed beneath the seams do you just seek out evil means that's the beauty of this country we can both agree to disagree where does the working man now stand how shall we salute the flag all mad building bridges make sense of all of this as if life is one big test So Mr. Trump what you have up your sleeve are you going to help people in great need The world is watching and i'm not lying yet may have fish for frying so without further a dew some days you must not a single clue maybe going through the motions trying to figure out next of what to do can we meet together on some significant level these are questions i often ponder perhaps its some heavenly call from up yonder but we as Americans need to know the full story not taking any more *** shot from TMZ try if you will to get that big kid out of North Korea perhaps we should look to our past to tell us of our future now you hold the keys to my future so both polite and kind for i'm just one lone beggar trying to tell another where to get some bread tonight before you lay your Trump head down let's learn from Rodney King, "Can't we all just get along"? take it from me its best to stay with the devil you know then to go with the devil you don't. perhaps you can't even cope when your having a fight with that soap on the rope. lastly from me to you what's knew ? P.S. Return To Sender Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2020

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Sep 10, 2020

Sep 10, 2020 at 3:21 PM UTC

Trump Revolution

BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO GOT ME PLACES TO GO SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER TRUMP SMELLS B.O. I know years to know used to being with your history eager long to achieve needs to take a nice hot shower going down to the wire..., got choices with the most chances highway glances glad he switch his Depends tyed beauty within, another one bites the dust with the whole world in a rush doing cart wheels out in the mood a sought of time to renew Trump Smells B.O. which way should we go ? some are in a trance a given chance at any romance Pac sought love through concrete on again out again cry for relief Can We Talk ? hit a sister mister said to high ****** SONG REMAINS THE SAME SOUGHT EVEN SHADE LOVE FAXED IN WHERE IT IS WE DEPEND YOU GOT TO KNOW WHERE YOU ARE iNSTEAD YOU HIDE LIKE ROSANNE BARR NEEDS TO STOP BY INSTEAD OF GETTING HIGH VAPE with heightened fresh tender moments like these drift away to the sea... suffering long in an empty room my pain drifts in illusive rights become pure day by day we hear the sound of a lonely owl out in desperation my stomach leaks cheer up good cousin as the thoughts simmer again back from beyond cracking, this is enough of a good spot gross way back sat the owl in fact through radio Trump Smells B.O. button down the captors embrace the hellos Trump Smells B.O. I'm bust out the beat to increase the tempo..., Silently in the dreams eating delicious ice cream, I maybe a man of all mans, P.U. in the port of storm we call commercial radiating plugged in seperation, fine darling pillars the growth of here after old man sit by the log cabin at night he would take a *** outside his window taking heed to nature's dream the owl would suddenly draw empty nothing but framed silence in togetherness our cameras freshly made eating potato dumplings... I aim human fresh under my wings, look to the sun to help you get by... Trump's Comb Over Written by: Mario Vitale well it's a one for the money two for the show the answer my friend is blowing in the wind so is Trump's comb over who tucks Mr. president into bed do the not realize he has a big head who takes care of his hair caged fury in such a hurry the magic is in the pudding does he know what hell he his doing he jumps through loop holes looking through peep holes TMZ catches his rug by disguise one word to the wise get a transplant my friend we can see your head with the magical wave oh act your age Mr. Trump what **** you have taken us by surprise doesn't anybody realize What **** Trump Written by: Mario Vitale you sit in your ivory tower why should I even bother your the man who said your fire had a book art of the deal your spinning wheel is getting to fast lay up on the gas many in North Korea will be wearing a face mask what **** Trump knocking at your door are you in the theatre of the insane lest I refrain another opened door check this as a young child you were already loaded your inner soul imploded through the duration of time you learned how to rhyme kind of a Robin Hood but you wouldn't share with the poor you got hooked on Twitter & your hommie's none better but always a gentleman never given the middle finger still many of us hate your guts still got lots to prove others refrain just not in a good mood you may have to do a make over with your hair as in a comb over yet you try to stand tall while working on this great wall we maybe in store of a shot gun wedding what are you kidding what **** Trump maybe coming to a theatre near you has he bitten off far more then he could chew Ivanka still has a voice with a choice try to pull things together if you try we we're out busy living the lie the lie that says I am what I do still got to mend your ways instead of getting lost in some purple haze you & Pence look like the Blues Brother Reunion are you sure you know what the hell your doing ? perhaps you got junk in your trunk what **** Trump ? A Letter To Trump you don't know me & that's good is your choice of water Fiji now going to speak to you man to man Mr. Trump do you really understand when you took the oath of all that was planned did you ever think about me a lone poet man of society as you sit there in your in ivory tower filled with power did it ever cross your mind that not everybody is doing fine sure there's no gas shortages anymore and no Studio 54 yet what my inner heart beats for is a common courtesy call remember when you were young playing with the bat and ball some folks claim that your just a know it all but here am i sir giving you the benefit of the doubt while some people just and pout sure you like Twitter and some of MTV but one one heart felt plea is that we all live out our days in sweet harmony while your working on that wall did you forget to give Pink Floyd a call I no save your money for your momma and try to forget about Obama but what are you promising us is it in God we trust crushed beneath the seams do you just seek out evil means that's the beauty of this country we can both agree to disagree where does the working man now stand how shall we salute the flag all mad building bridges make sense of all of this as if life is one big test So Mr. Trump what you have up your sleeve are you going to help people in great need The world is watching and i'm not lying yet may have fish for frying so without further a dew some days you must not a single clue maybe going through the motions trying to figure out next of what to do can we meet together on some significant level these are questions i often ponder perhaps its some heavenly call from up yonder but we as Americans need to know the full story not taking any more *** shot from TMZ try if you will to get that big kid out of North Korea perhaps we should look to our past to tell us of our future now you hold the keys to my future so both polite and kind for i'm just one lone beggar trying to tell another where to get some bread tonight before you lay your Trump head down let's learn from Rodney King, "Can't we all just get along"? take it from me its best to stay with the devil you know then to go with the devil you don't. perhaps you can't even cope when your having a fight with that soap on the rope. lastly from me to you what's knew ? P.S. Return To Sender Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2020

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Arrow In The Side

Arrow In The Side thank God to be alive sorrow in the side what become of the verse shadow in rehearse lover's quote at first line the palm of a distant hearse situation to and fro as far as we may go taking time to grow lick the sugar from the plate a chance at which to delegate the bridge to gap the infant state learn a lesson to a plea hoping that she would marry me in order to be made complete thus in order to comply shadows block the infant mile build a bridge across the river Nile; come across a perfect ten that what which to begin again sample taste simple rhyme the rage in gain

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