There I was completely wasted, out of work and down
All inside it's so frustrating as I look inside
through a barricade getting lost in a haze
decorated doorways pierced with a lively apparel
as light as a nail thick as a brick
search inside to find what needs to be fixed
a toast to sullen brevity
a drop in the pan made for me to understand
tragedy it's own best commodity
choices with voices learn in rehearsels
one equated logic with fear to shed a single tear
we can only take so much in life
amidst it's given strife
the spice of life
love lingers on in deep apparel
through the throttle on a bottle we shall learn
balance is power
to become transparent
what's the confidence
throughout every circumstance
to take time to breath
love is gained it also has lost
humanities heaviest of cost
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Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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"Stranger's In A Strange Land II by Mario William Vitale" Poetry.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2018. Web. 24 Apr. 2018. <http://www.poetry.net/poem/46513>.

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