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Vegas Bitch


Vegas Bitch she was born in a gutter her mother was a whore selling junk in her trunk in back of the store she grew up on the street no shoes for her feet over time although many years had passed she had every reason to grasp the true nature of why she was born she was being bread as a Vegas bitch to work the strip taking in whiskey drinkers with fast thinkers playing the slots with the wild cherries some folk even wondered if she would ever marry getting punched in the face more times to ever mention but giving up her lifestyle was way far out of question had her pimp named Tommy the same as her mommy he would often work the numbers at their local bar getting high and then 69 that fast paced world sure did shine still there was something lingering an emptiness inside often she wanted to get away to run & hide she wanted to build a solid foundation with a white picked fence & home for years she fought the emptiness all alone then one day she met a stranger on the street who spoke to her the true wisdom of God invited her to attend church but she still wanted to flirt next thing you know her said a little prayer for her and went on his way inside somehow that made her day for once she had a purpose to live a chance at which to forgive then she spread eagle on the floor to bow her head to pray inviting king Jesus to come into her heart to give her a brand new start then next day she told Tommy the pimp she wasn't doing tricks no more that's when he hit the Vegas bitch & knocked her to the floor onto her surprise the beating would subside then a light came into her room in the late month of June a voice from heaven to seal her fate to come to him before its too late a full surrender was on her way & she got born again now the moral of the story is my friend never give up on God cause he never gave up hope on you now I'm through with the Vegas bitch renewed telling her story down at the shelter for everyone to hear a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love from God up above
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Mario Vitale has written well over 1,000 poems toward his platform in creative writing. His main ambition is to receive a poetry contract. He looks up to present poets John Ashbery & Major Jackson for their contribution to the arts. Vitale studied theatre at Central Connecticut State university in New Britain, Ct. Presently you will see Vitale's poems on the world wide web such sites as Wrterscafe, Neopoet, Starlitecafe, Poetrysoup & Allpoetry.com He appears in anthology's, magazine articles and editor choice award for poetry. Facebook has been an outlet for Mario Vitale in connecting to family & friends.

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