Black Poetry : Sugar Land

[Mario William vitale]

spice as to eat my own two feet stand still & repeat

there is a sure fire need to end such catastrophe

then to live as you please come apart at ease,

cultivated by a smile to learn all the great while



the sign is posted over head to awake the walking dead

sure fire ray of care we shall richly supply a chosen desire

call the calvary home so much as to roam where there is no harm

by me a river send no hrm one cheek at a time so refined,



each new day there's a choice to bring summons the celebrity

Sugar land is a sure fire fate make no mistake

such as pulling teeth stand still & repeat

care for the riddle playing second fiddle,



Cascading pyramids getting lost in the mood

rich and high...,

a series of rest to pass every test

love the rest