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In this life I feel that people are way to afraid today !
Not even budge to bow the knee to pray/
Still many have every bit of right to feel this way,
In my dream a fallen corpse lay flat on the floor;
My first impression was what had happened to it's neck ?
What the heck ?
That dreary spot of soft spoken decor,
An Italian lattice having a Machiavellian feel/
We all have longed to watch !
A dozen of red brightened roses;
The king that will fancy one's hidden imagination/
Nor to merely tickle their noses,
The base board had a blue flourescent coral lining;
That one may learn the end from it's beginning'
Stripped from it's bottom to that of a sullen lining,
That's where all their neighbor's use to hang their clothes on,
Having long fangs that were pierced with long teeth/
Pierced hidden beneath their skull,
Having no way in which to run away and hide !
As I began to contemplate and reflect on my life/
I just knew that I hadn't committed any crime !
For was so very amazed that I was still alive ?
Yet frantic in having to take another breathe ?
Yet there was no humble need/
In pretending to have arrived;
The people of the world just long to see you bleed !
In my own despair/
Yet part of my inner brain was longing to explore,
Tormented soul's just burning with violent rage !
Dazed through lying portals filled with puddles of sullen fear/
Torn/
As if caged yet still blinded by the eclipse of the sun,
Eyes with hidden spots torn out from a vehicle of dispare/
What's this life for ?
Within an invasion of pierced skulls proned to fight,
Yet all brought under it's pretense to bondage;
Torn/
Captivated from an unusual smell of sullen death !
The refelection of the family today/
Has now grown to be that of dysfunctional in nature,
Yet lost !
With little comprehension to the work on the cross,
Yet many today are still being haunted !
Falling prey from the inner shelter of haunting neglect/
An overt attempt to claim our everyday existence;
Still no one bother's in which to question why ?
© Mario William Vitale
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