Vitale Poem by John Ackerman

vital, yeah that recital, not
at all idle covering alotta ground
all relative, selective
advocating
safe and sound,
pound for pound,
word for word,
sums, if not all
I'm glad eye heard or
read all over,
brought to the forefront
keeps a mind sober
grasp of your perspective, a
message protective, food
for thought, a
crisp directive
wasn't school
but a course elective
something to ponder
before the yonder
or that other stop
that one without
honor