Wipe OutA Poem by Mario VitaleA reflective poemWipe Out
trip to my thinking while starring up at the ceiling caught up inside of me some Zombie wants to be my friend to guide me to the bitter end transformed Legions of doom creatures come after me trying to attack me but the zombie helped me had a chain saw ripped those creatures into feathers that flew away into the day arm me with harmony no I'm not a phony got this rap game locked when i'm not in my dream bust up the tempo while driving in my super Nova long to discover discs under cover there in my mind an explosion of sorts with beautiful women in skin deep shorts of course trying to rehearse as I verse sweet rhymes caght up in the very fabric of time will shine let me loose on my caboose yes Iv'e been here before stealing candy down at the store
some say i'm a little rusty but you got to trust in me pulling out fire with dope beats I stand to repeat in the center of my mind where everything is quite fine so i bust a nut in a rut not even giving a f**k taking it to center stage left i confess far from the dope scene where the gang is totally mean I max it out with faith not my mistake hope is all you need when you can't even cope having a fight with the soap on the rope New Jersey with The Situation in Snookie such a temptation blowing up baby's out of the air I'm here to share nor even shed a tear busy as a bee in my fresh under ware & yes i care Vanilla Ice better think twice on making a comeback please gonna knock him to his knees
In every situation there's an investigation the furtherance of sound want folks around Wipe out on the virtual mile shoot to thrill like a wild child going keep it in the zone some say I'm eccentric but I haven't even made a dent to what I'm aiming for blind leaders like bats in their ivory tower of power need to take a cold shower Wait until tomorrow cause my zombie friend will be back giving me time to reflect we are in a mess with snap shot moments in thought once this life is through it cant ever be bought... Wipe out on the edge of the night filling dope rhymes with such a fright out of sight © 2017 Mario Vitale |
AuthorMario VitaleWolcott, CTAboutPublished 1,000 poems featured on Poetrysoup, Starlitecafe, Allpoetry & Neopoet.com more..Writing
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