Everything Happens For A ReasonA Poem by Mario VitaleRap piece about lifeSo nobody want to battle me guess we can both agree to disagree see ya on the flip side squeeze gonna knock you to ya knees busy as a bee.. I'm a sharp shooter prefer to get my pets spayed or nuetered nothing further but what the hold up Jack you tend to over react as I bask in the vast expanse in a maze be brave with your head held high up in the sky as birds do fly gotta see beyond your means among the devils twisted schemes things falling apart at the seams Gently invite me to a party where I'm being served not to mention at your word Tenderize me, slice me in a George Formen slice and dice machine Falling back on that a*s sitting at the table if my homegirls able Create in me a clean heart let us never depart from the way things should be all of life seems to be a complete mystery to what you willing to achieve let it be fully known nothing is set in stone when you got the hook up fat hats, gold & jeeps maybe into something deep my peep got to pause to think intellectual about the residential nothing quite scentual give me pause to think to wink this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought can't be bought
Climb up the ladder of fame one step at a time where everything is quite fine arm me with harmony nothing phony going to be the man who brings home the money lots of dope rhymes within me so I give it to all you without a clue in what next to do its a vested tragedy amidst each calamity going knock you to your knees start spreading its disease.. Jeffrey Dahmer was the mass killer and how he did it was a chiller Let all your hopes and dreams come real to thee making sweet history in our society with what one is willing to achieve as in getting a Law degree it comes natural to me got tender high hopes for the underground sound cause you peeps want me around It's as usual when friends start getting physical you all have me as a monkey in the middle Shaq knows how to dribble and rap he can do which goes to show anything is possible Society is changing as chance to rearange things while souls are in the game thing
666 is another number I missed as was with Judas being sealed with a kiss Twisted Sister getting awful bitter about Trump using their song in election left you second guessing but not ever forgetting a way to glory the changing of a story Delagate rhymes as you function conjuntion should i even go there I swear minds plugged with madness amidst the great sadness all to take part in extravagance you can try to change me or a chance to rearange things but it ends up the same just a hot potatoe with a window open give hope to coping and I'm not joking got big dreams for me with faith and the willingness to succeed everything happens for a reason it maybe the changing of the season yet watch your clock as you wait for an answer in this life it seems nobody will help you no one has a voice with a real choice talking out both sides of their mouth they blame, b***h & pout but what's this life all about just got to kick it to the curb and invest in the word with God's presence there's nothing but holier so let him control you only one life is soon to be passed only what's done out of love will last.
© 2017 Mario Vitale |
AuthorMario VitaleWolcott, CTAboutPublished 1,000 poems featured on Poetrysoup, Starlitecafe, Allpoetry & Neopoet.com more..Writing
|