Author Archives: Dom DiFrancesco

A Mother’s Tears – A Haiku

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Image Credit: youthvoices.net

Another one gone

A mother’s tears for her son

Shot dead in the night

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

In Love With Our Guns

Its such an odd twist, absurd,

Answering gun violence with more guns.

Inconceivable, arming teachers in the classroom,

Firearms on college campus’,

Lines, long and winding for munitions,

A run on guns built for a single purpose…

To kill! The prey, not pheasant or mallard…

But people!

Radical outbursts of infringement ravage the land

While cooler heads say no in retort.

Jack-booted thugs do not knock at your door,

Confiscating what is yours.

An instrument of deaths existence

Does not grant license to possess.

Shall RPG, bazooka or grenade launcher be permitted?

Logic to the logical says a resounding no!

I ask you– where does this stop,

When does this madness stop?

Have we not lost enough treasured children,

Have we not seen the senseless acts of violence,

Families and lives destroyed.

This is not the wild west, Tombstone, The Ok Corral,

Time has come to let the gunslinger rest.

This is the twenty-first century for God’s sake,

…Not 1776.

 

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Precious Children – A Haiku

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A child, sacred

Conceived out of love or lust

Shouldn’t suffer pain

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Gone

The light fails me,

I open my eyes,

Hoping to see more clearly,

But there is no focus.

~

Nothing is as is should be,

My head hurts in the painful quiet,

There is no comfort,

In this cold empty bed.

~

I drove me to this madness,

And you, away in disgust,

I didn’t try to stop you,

Stubbornly shunning you.

~

Your tears did not deter,

I swore you’d be back,

How could you live without me,

After all these years.

~

But emptiness speaks volumes,

Shouting your answer,

“I’m gone!”

On my once deaf ears.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sequestration – A Haiku

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Image Credit: militaryfamily.com

What’s sequestration

A fancy word for stupid

Kids on the playground

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Artist or Madman

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This cacophony

Spills from my mind, haphazard

Like a raging flood

Drenching everything in sight

With water, mud and debris

—

~ A Tanka ~

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Words I (Try to) Live By

As dramas unfold in life,

We seek guidance wherever it may be found,

God, government, friends, family,

Selectively choosing that which we find amiable,

While discarding what is distasteful,

This grants us no benefit,

Except to the feeble mind which construed.

At times we must exhibit courage through self-sacrifice,,

Enduring the consequences of our thoughts and deeds,

In order to reap our just reward,

In this truth, I strive to live my life,

To curb unkind thoughts,

Withhold unhelpful actions,

And consider every man my equal and friend.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Profiling – A Haiku

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Image Credit: aclu.org

Racial profiling

Race, creed or color…so what

We all bleed when cut

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Giving

The purpose of man

Lies not in acquisitions

Like pieces of gold

But in the fortune he’s shared

Freely with mankind

~ A Tanka~

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~