As sense of purpose
Isn’t that what we all want
It seems so simple
Still we ignore what we know
Because malice is easier
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
As sense of purpose
Isn’t that what we all want
It seems so simple
Still we ignore what we know
Because malice is easier
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Criminalizing
Through state-sanctioned prejudice
“Gay” is not a crime
~
A nation in regression
Will be ravaged from within
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
His dizzying array of nonsense boggles the mind
While apologists stutter excuses.
The dark underbelly of society cheers
Like rabid dogs dancing insanely in the streets.
Violence abounds though he denies its existence
Even while celluloid, coated in pepper spray stifles their lies.
He misspoke, He was taken out of context
Are the excuses of today as women are marched to prison.
Discussions of personal responsibility
Do not apply to this “Teflon Don”.
He speaks his ugly mind
Letting consequences fall where they may.
He didn’t start it, the other guy did
Showing that even spouses aren’t safe.
A schoolyard bully in a custom tailored suit
Wants to rule your roost,
And you are willing to blindly let him.
It matters not whether he is of substance,
It only matters that he speaks exactly what you think.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Killing with kindness
Not the preference of some
Bombs are more deadly
~
Why promote diplomacy
When weapons of war exist
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Surrender to me
Fall to passionate advance
It’s our destiny
Foretold in Heaven above
Ordained by the hand of God
We are meant to be
Soulmates, lovers, companions
‘Til the end of time
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Symbol of greatness
Tarnished by greed and hatred.
A once proud people
Sinks deeper into ruin
While wearing a clueless stare.
They would be appalled
If only they were conscious,
But alas they aren’t
Choosing instead to live lies
Propagandized by tyrants.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
So much to say, though
How…is what eludes my grasp.
Fingers contorted,
My mind drowning in chaos,
The words scream fighting for air.
But alas they choke,
Dying at the hand of a
Tormented poet.
What fate beholds this tortured
Soul. Only God above knows.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
My mortality
Something I face every day
Yet I have no fear
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Subtle rays of sun awake
Earthly living things.
Rising up as day does break
Easing out of dreams.
Now the song the dove must sing
Announces the new morn.
Donned in heaven’s golden ring
Ever thankful to be born.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Ambiguity
The lifeblood of politics
Flipping and flopping
&nbasp;
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~