The Commitee - Mario William Vitale (ready to read books .txt) 📗

Daisy a seven year old little girl,
That lived across the street from me was riding her bike down on Freight Street..,

Suddenly, a car pulled right next to her both slamming on its' brakes...
I ran so fast in which to comfort Daisy as she was screaming at the top of her lungs, "Help !"

That car nor sooner bolted about ninety miles per hour, went right up the road not even stopping..,


Later I saw that license plate entitled, "Lethal"...

From that very moment I knew that it was part of The Committee, a local gang of wanna bees' showing off at every chance that they could get...,

Taking Daisy in my arms I just knew it would help me to relax..,
Were the only words that I could tell her from that event,

I quickly took her bicycle and brought her home to be with her parents..,


Knocking at her door at her home I was suddenly approached at gun point !

With what appeared to that of a big man with a tattoo..,
Startled at first I told him that I was dropping Daisy off..,
My Name is Chuck Rodriguez !

I saw this car that almost hit your daughter !
While pushing Daisy into the house that gentleman still had me at gun point !

Then he proceeded to tell me to get lost !

My impression was, " Can a little girl just have fun without almost getting herself killed ?"

Being surrounded by a father who could care less about who helped that child !

What a world today based on violence, mayhem and lack of morality ?

On getting back at my house I had decided to write my thought's down on paper...

I would like to tell you all a bit about myself..,
" I was born and raised in the country of Peurto Rico",


My parents moved here in the 1960's to live on the out skirts of Staten Island..,

Which I still live to this very day,
Yet I don't live with my parents anymore..,


I'm totally out on my own at this present time..,
Usually I work as an accountant at a local firm in town known as, "Cycopolis"...,


Today the company is growing in size !
I'm currently thirty five yet have no wife, but very confident because I love to write,

Having a strong belief in my higher power !
Writing about Daisy out on that dismal day had really made me think a lot !

It was then I decided to write a poem entitled,

" The Blackened Heart "

Sirens were a blazing !

Traffic light's were on red for ten minutes,

Yet popcorn doesn't taste the same after the second movie ?

Just got let down on my job once again..,

That constant struggle to get ahead of what ?

Yet which wall am I leaning on ?

Tell it truly to my, "Blackened Heart" !

Can anything good come out of a comic strip life ?

Just looking out of this big picture window I see my reflection of time in my past..,

Out of observing the school house to where I live,

Oft' school children will be out playing there at recess..,

It reminds me of the time I was their age and in my dreams of becoming a big time success !

Those days are all gone now, still I keep dreaming taking it one day at a time..,

After writing a lot of hours throughout the night I had decided to take a rest !

Just then a big crow came out to wake me up !

Startled, I realized that I was very late for work,

There was no time to even shower or shave ?

To do any of those things so I really had to rush to get to work,

Mary Ann, the head secretary had a huge grin on her face as she approached the door...

Sitting at my desk I just couldn't help but to think about Daisy getting hit by that car...

Just as I was getting my thoughts together a newspaper was flung at my desk !

When I looked at it to read, " Committee at it again !"

It said that a big store house in town was used for storing guns and drugs..,

What had surprised me was one of the cars that they had confiscated label, "Lethal "...

I could not believe it ?

They finally had caught that guy !

Upon searching my drawer I came across a letter I had saved from two weeks past..,

Which said, "Party at 8th Street, at 10- 1 am on Monday...,

It was then I had realized it was all part of The Committee propaganda material...,

Next I had typed a memo to Jack, another accountant who just earned his C.P.A,

Yet Jack was more interested in how the Yankees were doing, then what's happening as far as The Committee is concerned..,

After nudging Jack for a while he had told me he was very much interested in joining up with the F.B.I..,

Would like to look into some type of investigative work at the present time,

I had made a bet with Jack a long time ago..,
Yet wanted to look into The Committee's case so Jack had supported me..,

On that particular day it must have been in the high 90's..,

We had to meet there to discuss our plans in order to target , "The Committee"...,

Had this huge ice cream one, along with Jack by the look at the time..,
It was on that clock tower,

Now was the exact time in which to move into motion !

Jack gets out his big fat cigar which had stink so very bad..,

It just had left me coughing like crazy !

Let's move Jack went further off straight into battle..,

What we wanted to do was to take snap shot pictures of The Committee's hide out to then send it to the police..,

As we pulled into the parking lot a puff of smoke went up in front of the car !

Jack had flashed his lights this is in order to see !
It came out of a drain pipe directly right under us..,

Slowly I had opened up the car door with that camera in my hand..,

To take a picture of the place,
Then I had noticed that no one was around in sight ?

Jack gets out to follow me closer just like a scared child,
Then I got a chance to take a couple of pictures of the door,

That is when I had felt that gun at my head !

Come with us the man with the pistol had yelled into my ear !

Upon walking forward at least three consecutive steps..,

Then I had heard a gun shot !
That is when they shot Jack point blank in his leg..,

I thought to myself, "This is it !"
I just didn't want to face all those criminals ?

Yet to my great surprise, all the committee members were in the teenage range in age ?

After getting a good look inside of all the member's,

Perhaps a peek at their hide outs as well ?

They blind folded me then put a sock inside my mouth...
This was in order to try to choke me..,

Jack had been screaming on account of all that blood
from the shot gun blast !

The member's proceeded to throw me into a closet then told me to be very quiet !

That is when I had decided to keep my mind very occupied...,

Had a good idea for a poem entitled,

"The Missing Piece"

Shot guns were all blazing on that hot Summer's night,
Oh' let them all do what they want to do !
They are all very young and they only live just once,
Yet what about faith you say ?

Can Mother Theresa be lying ?

Now let us all look toward the sun !

(A knock was suddenly heard at the door..,
Which had startled me so I pushed my ear to hear more,
NYC finest was there to let me out !

I couldn't believe it but boy I was so happy to see those guys greet me !

That is when they hand cuffed me then proceeded to put me in the squad car..,

Can't you guys call us when you pull a stunt like that again ?


The Committee stands out in a corporate world.,
Filled with it's daily priorities.
In many circle's their is a vast exchange of business transactions.

The way that they stand out is to address the common issues daily at their meetings.
Leaving nothing by chance.,

Power to influence or the way to deter..,
Such as the force of the tongue.,
One can use it to uplift or to destroy,
That choice is solely up to the individual.

In this business world many are lead to isolation.
Rather to leaving some toward suicide.,
However, The Committee tackles this main topic at each of their meetings..,
not leaving anything to chance.

The Committee came at a time when people were branching out with new ideas.,
For some,
Many were complex yet that didn't stop their great cause.,
To elect officials that would play a vital role in business.

Having a great sense of diversity, integrity and compassion.
One must filter out any negative notion while conducting business.,
Rather to be influential in a very positive way.,

Paying much respect to our ancestors who have crossed this way before.,
In order to be determined and focused !

The essential key is in determination.,
Having a great sense of who you are in the natural..,
One in our society is primarily focused on career, family and relationships.,

What the seem to neglect is God.,
In Italian it means DIO...,
Instead they have made themselves to be god.,
* The essential key element is focus..,
Also beware of many false/ toxic people..,
They will say one thing and do another !
Sort of fair weather friends..,


Start with a clean slate..,
When you hit rock bottom.,
Yet many times do !
You will see there is no place to go ?

Lift your head to look up to the sky !

There's a place you ought to know..,
When all of Hell breaks loose around you,
Just remember there is one who took all of the blows !

For you and me,
Making a spectacle of himself,
Hence, for all of man kind to see !
As they cast forth their horrible debris..,

Reaching down to the deepest low of the sea !

Start with a clean slate..,
That by his stripes you are healed.,
Lest you yield your heart to his..,
Forget about what all the gossips tell you !


* Focus Is The Essential Key !


In this life things will go wrong
When they do sing a delightful song..,
Lift up your head to focus/
The is the essential key !

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