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The Right Prayer

The longest prayer

Is meaningless

If doubt is voiced

Behind every word

The shortest prayer

Is meaningless

If second thoughts

Voice out and overturn

My faith and strength

In it

A prayer is a prayer

Even,

If its just one sentence

Balls To The Wall

spend your day expressed by grace ordered from a Payton place

 

cheer each moment from the edge of the setting sun a very well done

 

climb each pillar of thought and deed to reach forth every bit of need

 

transformation to be a king set forth to a freedom ring set ahead,

 

 

 

drop in a set daily routine an angelic song can't we all get along

 

building bridges enhanced to swing in the parlor from freedom swing

 

come close to me with honor a captured melancjoly grin people sing

 

out of order but we continue to sing sent transformed for every thing

 

 

 

balls on the porch let us stand firm and rejoice to decorate a New York smile

 

the moments of tender muse set sail on its own for people to come on home

 

a balance for power there's balls on the wall standing ten feet tall

 

recapture the falling song can't we get along abused by power such as the fawn

 

 

 

news to me to be set free falling headlong as in a coaster sent right over

 

the taste of Manicotti specially for you the cause to brew as coiced renewed

 

application to a frustration moved by education falling creatures made to shine

 

captured by the edge of the vine together so fine rob you blind you see

 

 

 

balls to the wall stand ten feet tall the rooster flows its in what you know

 

a harvest new a each casket new feeling ever so dear all draw near

 

with fallen drops as in airforce one become undone having a bit of fun

 

stranger to your ever glow take you to places you need to go transformed new

 

 

 

a quiet street my balls fall deep stand still & repeat

 

feature creature stand tall to meet her tender rooster

 

shine down upon me in its billow sanction well received in

 

long are the long ago chimes very good in store a cry for more

 

 

 

Balls to the wall in a turning touch in a rush such flattery of make believe

 

salute you see the back door cling noticed from everything pople sing

 

pillars of thought balls to the wall & everything

 

looking out in the lawn you graciously see a fawn

 

 

 

braced from the new unction of seaweed twisted between your knees

 

cry a river in order to discover hurry up & take cover

 

sure fire wy in order to display everything's o.k.

 

cry me a river stand still & deliver

 

 

 

chased through your dreams there is balls to the wall from every purpose

 

shine on the simple study through the song shattered through the breeze

 

can't we get along feathers with the swan captured in my imagination

 

there's never hungry like a rooster in your imagination

 

 

 

capure each smile to know all the great while

 

apples in carriage everything delivered

 

tried and true everything blue

 

sad but innocent to the drawers

 

 

 

paint a picture news tide to recaptre the falling blues

 

shake dreams from your hair my pretty child

 

lay hold of its rest in every test,

 

savor the moment you cling to find

 

 

 

balls to the wall stand ten feet tall

 

through a brisk walk on the beach far out of reach

 

there's silence in the fold repaired until

 

passengers through blatant Henry lines

 

 

 

share with each other a heavenly climb

 

there's places you need to go with the flow,

 

seek the heavenly course in care with most

 

share in the right shun what's wrong

 

 

 

the rid is forth there's one ball too short

 

balls to the wall shine upon the strong earth

 

peach ice cream and everything short

 

got my balls to the wall

 

 

 

send forth the workers send proud the flame

 

not to mention in the mentally insane

 

proud as silver gold as shine

 

list of insurance so very fine

 

 

 

the wind blowing

 

have you ever remember when you were down to the lowest pit no one gives a shit

 

order of disorder come close to know ya

 

in the curtains we shall enjoy you,

 

 

 

after the mall through dull in the path

 

as in all goodness past

 

through chosen vessels

 

stay true to discover

 

 

 

rewind the television something is worth missing

 

we all must come together no matter what the weather,

 

train up a child you must keep it in order

 

show forth in your glory

 

 

 

stay with the fold listening to the door

 

paint a picture with a smile

 

still to know all the great while

 

bridge the gap in between

 

 

 

share with each other another page of order

 

balls against the wall stand up ten feet tall

 

its in you don't you see working on a melancholy

 

like the words to hear its order

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Newest Poems By Mario William Vitale

 

look deep into the writng things that embrace Mario Vitale

the first to many we have written your piece you got here

life was built upon where you sow its even flow

take you to places you need to go

hallow in the ivory grove

 

 

When Windows Cry

 

apart from us a haunt to musk

in hallow spence through rivers dent

composs its smile 

to know all the great while

in satin sheet stand still to repeat

 

left back through a treasure to behold

the angle to fold

dig deeper then before

not to menton Frank Stallone

 

the bit of the ivory tower

like an apple will sour

keep in touch with the flow

many years ago

 

 

With Baby's Breath

 

get some things off my chest

a hero in digress

many moments by which to confess

life is but a test

leaping words to flow

 

some things you ought to know

amidst a hallow grove

shining billboards in the distance

with eyes of scent

 

rock inside a new day's dawn

 

 

Today Of Make Believe

 

I'm thrilled to approach the harvest fill

get along to a harvest to thrill

in each step that you take

on wings of fate

 

we conect to the common man

inside the dungeon

hide away the thunder

is it any wonder

 

manking is to wonder

filter together

love in order

 

 

Love Is Kind

 

reach deep in your basket of time

love's ovation is sounding down

connect with the eye

composed to fly

 

the radiance of togetherness

call to the lasting fate

each step to take

love comes from within

 

a parting flame

 

 

 

Locked Away

 

run through the fetters unleashed its dungeon

summon the damsel of order

long for tender embrace to take

the conversation make no mistake

 

such thrilled by fate

columns of dust debris

onto something so much more

lest I implore

 

through the eyes of reason

changing numbers through the season

 

Sound of silence

https://youtu.be/u9Dg-g7t2l4

 

Sound Of Silence

 

it started with a seed

then roots grew up through the planted soil

the mere vortex that light trascends,

a challenge to be free is a question of time

 

laughter but a muse

violet eyes with no apparel,

whispers on the blackened state of death

 

clear view of choice

I saw millions upon millions bowing

through a vast corridor

 

the radiance of sharpened maggot infested feces

alone cross the corridor of my soul

there's a reason to last

 

the match a flask of deafening blows

amidst the emmense violence

there beats heads with the sound of silence

 

it is of no coincidence all to take part in the lasting kiss

love's brigade to persist

through Willows snatch away the pollen in my membrane

 

lest I refrain a distant flight

forget the night the day is far too spent

to develop solid confidence

 

a wish through nailed pierced hands

what equated logical persuasion has begun

falling ever falling from a firm grasp

 

order to disorder with pillars

vespers fueled by love's gait

we each seek to contemplate

Life

from the time you were born to the present God was watching you
each new day brings about different circumstances in this life
everyday there's a brand new baby born every night got the covers to keep you warm
In the city people are getting busy going to & fro
life is best lived when your making other plans you understand
God holds the keys to what's true over your life amidst the given strife
Some folks live as gangsters in their souped up Camry such a commodity
Others live in the moment alone in their thoughts to learn the way
Still some perhaps the few carry on with a song in their heart to impart
The few seek the narrow way by which they pray everyday

Life is what y6ou make of it so don't try to fake it must be committed to it
Early when you rise say thanks to the good Lord up above thank him for his precious love
share with others who need help give them hope by which to cope
there are lives that need to be touched in a 21st century world in quite a rush
be happy that you are alive loose behind your foolish pride,
Be careful to entertain strangers cause unawares some have encountered angels in disguise
stop spreading lies draw near to God and he'll draw near to you

Pacs' Philosophy

carry me through the barren leaves in braids of trees life is a known mystery

 

locked horns with the mere notion of joy as a bat with girl meets boy lift your head high

 

cool your jets lest I confess that life is but a test I must confess turn the radio on

 

sing a song so we all can get along smile cause it's contagious nothing outrageous

 

be engaged with your new jack swing did I hear the door bell ring

 

 

 

live long and prosper give cadence to the helper warm to shelter feeling better

 

keep ya head up dig long on Pac's philosophy in cosmic history ya see a breeze

 

dizzy in a haze thought for many days like a mouse stuck in its maze

 

Each of us is building our own dynasty living out our legacy into God you see

 

Strength comes from up above we sweep things underneath the rug gives a big hug

 

 

 

Homeboy got a nine to his head begging for bread face full of lead

 

I'm a leader and never a follower come in store lest I implore something more

 

playing our favorite song on the radio face on a pillow sniffing liquid jello

 

Hello, we must increase the beat to promote its tempo long lines being formed

 

Curse the very day you were born better wait your turn hearts to yearn

 

 

 

Spinning like a top homeboy do think a lot boogy down to the socks

 

got to be bilingual take you places to go like Kool Moe Dee making sweet history

 

faces, places & spaces...midnight traces making the Margarhetti an explosion in the mind

 

sipping on cherry wine everything is quite fine created from a great design

 

This Is The Real Me

This Is The Real Me

how does one become a poet in a shit hole of existence
we run a muck through the give and take of sought through cadence
I'm bipolar, suicidial & psychophrenic
I've been hospitalized for an extensive stay
suffer in silence through depression deep in thought
yet in group I seek comfort for being mindful of my actions
groping my way through the enterprise
days I have panic attacks sweat episodes
this is the real me

I see two cats at the edge of my bed that aren't there
see the eye of the Alan Parsons project on my door
I'm manic one moment and bipolar the next
take a good shit that I scream inside for help
I'm in classes seeking help for my depression
was denied social security three times

what the fuck am I here for
for I exist as a vapor then I am no more
lingering, unfolding & loving
I have a good heart
yet I wear a pamper do to falling shit that comes out my stead
I'm wrapped up with emotions
yet I'm continuing to play on the one guitar string I'm being dealt.
haven't worked since 2015
living off of my mother's help for now
I'm telling you the truth this time no sugar coating it.

Tears From A Clown

 

 

there's a song in my heart that needs to be sung in union with friends a bit combersome

 

fallen angelic creatures with vast different features create a whole inside

 

flirting with fire blowing it up to its fullest of desire

 

the life of a clown is lonely at times hidden below a window exposed

 

to the very notion of solace screened in like a bend of a fold

 

each day is a new way to make children happy to see

 

make up just a touch to much can be costly in the game

 

yet deep inside they often hide behind a false hidden garb of compromise twisted lies

 

Barnum Bally is no more yet they shiver in the wind waiting to begin again

 

flowers, props & shoes

 

 

 

often will sing their Sunday best blues in nursery homes enjoyed by the elderly

 

to get even one more last laugh behind life's squeeky wheel for some no big deal

 

yet at night when folks do fright the clown cry's a box full of tears to calm all fears

 

doorways latched with a hammock a cat attached to the swing pulls it along with song

 

at each venture the clown will become less combersome to this world

 

a choice to eat out at Mickey D's with a Happy meal loving Ronald as a mascot of some sort

 

other clowns reside in a high appeal of life with its glitz and toys

 

Each must face their fate among a Peyton Place some may urinate in the hallway

 

some clowns turn to vice with booze to take away there inner pain let me explain:

 

 

 

Clowns are people each one of us you see in the great scheme of the circus called life

 

we worry let out the jury running to then fro in a hurry some even change to story

 

Clowns are humans after all every single one of us

 

heavy burdens are gone lifted up when a clown is around

 

there can be no exception for the real tender clown in you

 

perhaps i have bitten off far more then I could ever chew

 

Elephant shoes

 

Let Freedom Ring

Let Freedom Ring

 

 

 

why should we worry in a world in such a hurry

 

present them with truth & they change the story

 

like Martin Luther King let freedom in lest we begin again

 

Freedom is so sweet when people meet to share the good news

 

of hugs with kisses with the long ago misses front porch swings

 

Freedom rings

 

today you got hip hop with Fetty Wap reaching the top

 

Eminem with his fire about Trump really good glue to hold

 

No, we broke the mold with Akon learning his lynn Swan pose

 

used to be customary to hold open the door for your neighbor

 

used to be we used to pray but today you claim it ought not be that way

 

long ago let the truth be told you will do as you are told until the rights to you are sold

 

better to be judged on the content of your character not the color of one's skin

 

one lone homeboy get capped in his knee on 5th and Wesson leave ya second guessing

 

Mario William Vitale is not about neutrality he aims to do what he please

 

get a hold of the Sonic we silence the crack heads of society with a bit of violence

 

its all about choice with the roll of the dice makes you think twice

 

we got reality shows just ask Todd Bridges & Flava Flav

 

smolten hot lava cause I came here to deliver some times i get stuck in the middle playing second fiddle...

 

rap isn't for losers always for the winner don't call me late for dinner

 

what are we most willing to achieve always have something up my sleeve

 

those days of Big Daddy Kayne in the fame game

 

building forts in the woods alaways got the good with playboy under the seat

 

a delicious frozen treat I rock it while its hot this homeboy do think a lot

 

Nectar is in the honey down to the bone best to watch the frozen classic, "Home Alone"

 

got rules in the Ghetto that they don't want you to know

 

that's why some homeboys get away sleeping with a two bit whore

 

nothing phony not looking for money content in playing a game of Gin & Rummy

 

not to mention Spades now act your age this rap scene will never fade

 

its about balance and consistency that is my philosophy

 

 

 

Freedom rings but I'm not your seasoned butterfly instead i thank the good Lord i'm still alive

 

got a good story to tell like Slick Rick with the ring of the bell

 

honey to treasure no matter what the weather i'm still as light as a feather

 

we can teach it to preach it but nothing comes easy mic in my hand and I get a little dizzy

 

going shadow boxing with the Bee Gees waxing that ass with a squeegy

 

its the bounce for the ounce of the hour of power homeboy need to take a long hot shower

 

Hour of sorrow to thinking of Chuck in the Tower of Power

 

we ned to think rationally as you cook your linguini

 

arm me with harmony...