The Great Fire Of Pittsburgh by Michael Marrotti

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The Great Fire Of Pittsburgh


I have a smile

in the form

of a pill

Misery falls

from the sky

the perpetuity

of indecent


I have a brain

that will not


telling me

to do things

that’ll make

no difference

My fellow man

is no friend

of mine

only out

for his

best interest

I’ve tried

in the past

and failed

to be


They have


all my actions

I’m plagued

by negative


it’s their

course of


it’s what

they do


the point

where I


this endeavor

My primary


this waste

of time

I no longer

see a point

in speaking

these words

critical thinking

does not exist

I wanna plant

this bomb

like a delicate


I wanna play

the fiddle

like Nero

and watch

them burn


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Michael Marrotti is an author from Pittsburgh using words instead of violence to mitigate the suffering of life in a callous world of redundancy. His primary goal is to help other people. He considers poetry to be a form of philanthropy. When he’s not writing, he’s volunteering at the Light Of Life homeless shelter on a weekly basis. If you appreciate the man’s work, please check out his for his latest poetry and short stories.

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