Suck It Up & Be A Man

Suck It Up & Be A Man

A Poem by Mario Vitale
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Compassion is for the sissy it makes me kind of dizzy as I go full throttle like a baby shakes its rattle got the switch blade in some blind brigade

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Compassion is for the sissy it makes me kind of dizzy

as I go full throttle like a baby shakes its rattle

got the switch blade in some blind brigade

better off acting your age

You say your pulling your own but you can't keep a clean home

burning up the blazing fire in its vested purest of desire

Suck it up & be a man

like trying to fry bacon in the pan

its the bounce of the ounce in the hour of power

don't forget to take your cold shower

its the reason for being in the changing of the season

they can't help you cause they can't even help themseves

there brains are more selfish then the Keebler elf

still your holding your own a long way from home

 

Suck it up and be a man

when will society live to understand

you can't keep sticking it to the man

got to take strides lightly cause b*****s wanna bight me

drifting alone among the streets getting Tommy Hawk sweet

there's brdges we need to cross

this is no tragic loss

just leave it before you get deceived from it

most people today don't give a s**t

it's a me mentality and forget about your neighborhood brother

is it any wonder we got too much time on our hands

when will we ever live to understand

in painted places with flirting faces leaving behind without a traces

still your just a number you over weight lover from another mother type of brother

 

sifting through a new episode let the truth be told

man I'm getting too fat & old

society today is very cold

but you will do as you are told

until the very rights to you are sold

blackened stench with a smell of death

viscous fangs that bite in the night dripping blood of side

got your nine in your pocket so come out blasting

some folks think that your over reacting

but who are they anyway

all is a will for power nothing score

for I exist as a vapor nothing more

Suck it up and be a man

we fight, f**k & war

b*****s screaming for more

testing, resting & confessing

leave you all second guessing

yet this world is not are home

got to go out where the buffalo roam

 

© 2017 Mario Vitale


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Added on November 20, 2017
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Mario Vitale
Mario Vitale

Wolcott, CT



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A Poem by Mario Vitale