She sees what I can’t
Knowing what I only sensed
My life’s destiny
Revealed by a mystics eye
An intuitive minds lens
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
She Sees What I Can’t
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Monthly Archives: June 2015
Do You See the Sloth in Slumber
Do you see the sloth in slumber
Ever exhausted in his laziness?
The world passes by;
His life and circumstances change
Right before his eyes, but he cares not.
His food becomes tainted by poison and profit,
His means of survival gets cut down from under him,
Yet these do not prod him to action.
Those charged with his care seek to destroy him.
They smile and whisper in their deceitful hushed tones
Then with a fury they beat him down from his limb.
O’ poor lowly sloth, if only you were the mighty tiger;
Perhaps then you would sink your fangs into these vultures,
Perhaps then you would arise and assume your role in this jungle,
But nay, you prefer to wile the hours away in blindness and lethargy.
Be not surprised upon awakening one day soon that your blissful paradise…
Has become a barren wasteland.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Confederate Flag
Confederate flag–
Symbol of our darkest time,
Human slavery.
Prideful in their ignorance
There are those still full of hate.
Don’t they understand,
There are wounds as yet unhealed–
Open and bleeding.
Each raising stings of poured salt
In an already deep gash.
I weep for their pain.
Have they not suffered enough
At your racist hands?
The shame is you don’t see it
Being blinded by false pride.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Darkness Falls Upon Angel Choir
Darkness falls upon angel choir
Heaven mourns the funeral pyre.
Senseless death, skins evening shade
With their lives by hatred paid.
No justification nor reason exists
For racism and prejudice to persist.
The sixties clearly were not the end
For Black Lives Matter we must defend.
How sad it is hate thrives this day
Hunting others like birds of prey.
The south has risen, of this I fear
Though reason why is not so clear.
As house of God nor fortress strong
Could save their lives from evil long.
Nay, I did not know them, but it matters not
They did not deserve this deadly plot.
I mourn this day for humanities loss
As beautiful lives have paid the cost
Again and again hate rears its head
And every time folks wind up dead
Ask this question, if you think you can
Is this really the promised land?
For some perhaps, but others no
This is no sitcom or drama show.
These lives are real they’re flesh and blood
They need not perish in a godless flood.
Perhaps if we stand against hatreds rule
We’ll cast them down into the fiery pool.
And raise this nation into Heaven’s light
By doing what we know is truly right.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Anger of a Man
Anger of a man
Lashing out at the world,
Perhaps it’s sadness.
He’s being eaten from inside
And left for dead by mankind.
.
Hastily judging
Simple feeds the savage beast.
Leaving him a shell,
Unrecognizable to
Friends and family alike.
.
Such a waste is this
When each life is so precious
To cast it aside.
Leaving him alone to die
Amongst the concrete and cold.
.
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Field of Dreams Mowed Down
Field of dreams mowed down
Crushed by decades of abuse
Reagan’s legacy
Trickle-down economics
Massacred the middle-class
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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