Pointing out problems
Does not a solution make,
Trump is no genius!
Those of his ilk made this mess
Now you think he can fix it.
The boy who cried wolf
That is all he really is
…You’ve fallen for it.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Pointing out problems
Does not a solution make,
Trump is no genius!
Those of his ilk made this mess
Now you think he can fix it.
The boy who cried wolf
That is all he really is
…You’ve fallen for it.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Never enough death for their liking
Always responding with “more guns”
This never seems to solve anything
It simply exacerbates the problem
Our constitution was meant to be fluid
Not fixed in the past
As times change so must it change
Lest we be captive to our founders
Read Jefferson
In his infinite wisdom he prayed it to progress
Fitting the needs of future generations
Left to our own vices we have failed
Every time a death occurs with gun-in-hand
Aren’t the lives lost worthy of discussion
Society says it has progressed
Sadly…I do not see it
Only more violence met with the promise of violence
Calls for change go unheeded
Instead they are met with angry rhetoric
Attacking anyone who disagrees
Toughening of gun laws is not outrageous
It is common sense
Only a savage society would disagree
Now let the games continue
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Broken by living
An old man lies fetally
Praying for his death
Torturous life on the street
Trades its mercy for your soul
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Feeding on our fears,
Our bones ripe for the picking,
Vultures every one.
Everyday a new horror
New people, places and things.
You must be gifted
WIth visions of the future
At your fingertips.
Can you sense the sarcasm
Dripping from each written word?
With an artist’s flare
You paint the grimmest picture
Of Hell here on earth
Done just for your benefit
And this nation’s war machine.
With impure motives
Your aim is not to protect
It is to profit,
Using blood as currency
To swell your coffers.
Now I must ask you
With sincere undue respect…
Define terrorist!
Not exclusive to Islam
So…if the shoe fits wear it.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Two magnets are we
Drawn together by our love
Match made in Heaven
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Walking arm-in-arm
Out of love and for balance
Joys of getting old
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Summer’s heat, July
Birds…bees sing their joyful songs
By nature’s design.
Sadly we too oft’ ignore
Beauty that lay before us.
Distracted by life
All just to try to survive
We get very lost.
Perhaps if we took a step back
What we’re missing would be found.
Look to the sky, grass,
Look to the simplicity in life
For what’s important.
This is what Mother gave us
To keep from going insane.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hate for this word runs deep,
Ominous…reminiscent of the Nazis.
Men’s cruelty at its worst…
Even now I shiver at the thought.
Luther never dreamed of it in his day.
America, are we on the path to radical nationalism?
Never has there been a more dangerous thing,
Deutschland’s history…I pray it never repeats.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In times of trial
One finds what they are made of
Human fortitude
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~