Brother against brother,
Sister against sister,
Words that divide.
Idealogues and pundits
Preaching their truths;
Do they profit from their lies
Or are they blinded by delusion,
We will never know which.
This does not excuse us.
Aren’t we obligated to discern,
Isn’t this what it means to be informed?
It appears we’ve forgotten,
Submitting to partisan experts,
Who feed what we want to hear
To our otherwise deaf ears.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Ironwood blossoms
Fragrant after spring time rains
Victim of summer
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hate and genocide
Born out of Cain’s sinful rage
Still we’re plagued today
Finding new ways to murder
Has become man’s obsession
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Silence of winter
Snow falling softly to earth
Reminder of peace
In a world full of torment
In this we must take solace
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mankind’s Christ child
Born to save us from ourselves
Will we never learn
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Awash in the swamp, he’d supposed to drain
His promises proved lies now shown;
Oligarchs and thieves fall down as the rain
Your hopes and your dreams turned to stone.
We told you, we told you not to believe
This carnival barker cloaked in Versace;
Give it some time as I’m certain you’ll grieve
With your tears as they spoil your latte.
Prepare for the change that will turn back our time
To an age where our rights had no rights;
It’s you that will suffer for your ignorant crime
My greatest hopes’ that you lose sleep at night,
You’ve sold out our country with no care for her souls and left it in the hands of a jackal.
I hope you are happy as he rakes us o’er the coals while he and his ilk writhe and cackle.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Heavenly Father
God to the three religions
Why are we fighting
Men look for reasons to hate
In Allah, Yahweh, God’s name
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Waters grow cold
As the summer sun sets.
A new season,
With holidays to warm the heart
Blossom amongst winters frost.
We give thanks
With family and friends gathered
Round our cosy tables.
An American tradition,
Too oft’ overshadowed by Christ’s Day
And corporations lust for profits.
We have bastardized all that is good
For Black Friday and our lust for deals.
Step back…is this what is important,
Are bargains and materialism
What Thanksgiving and Christmas are all about?
Look to the past,
Families enjoying the simple things
Like companionship and familial love.
This is what these holidays are about
These are what we are about.
It is not about gifts,
It is not about things,
It is about friends,
Family,
Thanks,
It is about our love for Christ and our fellow man.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
NOTE: I realize that Thanksgiving Day and Black Friday are over, but I still think this piece applies to the entire holiday season.
Here is a message that many of us have forgotten during this political season. Her message give me hope and I pray that it gives you hope too.
The end is no end.
Throughout life we sense the past,
A time before our time,
We call it deja vu.
We’ve been here,
We’ve met before,
But we cannot place when or where.
Is this just a sense
Or a glimpse into a time before our time.
Could we not be going round-and-round,
Traveling time until we get it right,
Coming back and back
Until we perfect our journey?
Perhaps God requires us to earn our right
To join him in Heaven,
Learning over the centuries and lifetimes
The things only time can teach.
We are flawed creatures,
Attracted to sin,
Given to the allure of its pleasures.
Like children, we must learn our lessons
Under the tutelage of God,
Before we can be admitted into His
Kingdom of Heaven.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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