Through The Flames

Through The Flames long poem

Uploaded by Mario Vitale

the devil is a trickster can’t find him in Twisted Sister
sorry that I missed her aim to fame was through the flames
eating Cheetos got your juice frozen got thoughts of the ocean
sifting through the latest trends some may offend
but I like to stick like glue for what’s new with you stirring the sauce Ragu
still I’m on top try to bother my followers going squeeky clean
cruising in my fast machine in the music scene
my raps someday will be on top just like the famed Fetty Wap
Scareface The Diary is dead inside of me but inspires me
fulfilling my legacy boogy down to the socks just like Samantha Fox
tender words as if you never heard…

How does one base their reality when thoughts are still deep inside of me
we need to read between the lines settle the score by paying our fines
some suckers can kiss my behind cause all they want to do is bitch & whine
just like Kool and the Game I’m still dropping flames
falling back on that ass no one in this life gets by on any free pass
have a tendency to over react got to settle in won’t you be my friend
so keep ya head up critics need to shut up I’m the bounce for the ounce with the hour of power…
Suckers want to beat me why I go pee pee
still got bars at 47 it’s not a one stop shopping event at your local seven eleven
don’t ever toss in the towel wear your head ten feet tall
cause we got a know it all for president he is the fallen resident
working on that freakin wall got to get a hold of himself or put that book right back on the shelf..
surfing Twitter like a Keebler elf but he should no better cause Mr. Bones himself wore his sweater.

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Mario Vitale

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Mario William Vitale is a poet with over 1,000 toward his platform. Vitale was born October 23rd, 1970 in Bristol, Ct. Currently living in Wolcott, Ct where he helps as a care taker for his elderly handicapped mother Ann. Vitale is featured as a writer on Poetrysoup, Writerscafe & Allpoetry. Has a fan base on facebook with over 650 followers. He started writing poems in 1989 after the break up of his first girlfriend as a way to cope with life.
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