Division on stage;
Peddling war and hatred
To the cheer of crowds.
Angry white folks rebelling
While wrapped in the flag.
Our face is changing…
Diversity’s taking hold
And cannot be stopped
No matter how hard you try.
Time has come to embrace it.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Clouds loom thick and black
The horizon is obscured
Changes are coming
You can hear them in whispers
Blowing softly through the trees
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Can you smell the winds of change?
Not confined by border or ethnicity;
It cares not about race, creed or color.
For so long the grass has been trampled,
Crushed under ornate boot heels,
Mowed down by the sharpest of blades
With no thought of the consequences.
Resilience is the way of nature.
Young shoots and saplings rebound,
They cannot be kept down.
Can you smell the winds of change
As they comes for you?
Your palaces and coffers cannot protect you,
Shuttered windows cannot save you,
We are not fooled by your fained sympathy,
Looking us in the eyes from marbled balconies
And lying through your yellowed teeth.
You do not know our condition!
You do not know our pain
As yours are the boots that have ground us to dust!
Take your hollow words and scream into the wind.
Choke on the vomit you spew,
Knowing that the end is near
And it is you that will be crushed
For all of the harm that you have done.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cross fruited plains the wind doth blow
Though it seems we’ve lost our way.
When it will stop no one can know,
But it’s unlikely on that November day.
Our founders could not have foreseen the show
We see all around the clock.
Trump and Clinton round and round they go
For neither election’s a lock.
For one the issues seem no value to hold,
The other is wonky and stiff.
The first is cocky or so he’s been told,
Second each victory’s a gift
What have we done to get to this point, I really don’t know what to say.
This election is one that’s sure to disappoint, for the ones that don’t get their way.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Across the great pond
Our brothers in arms struggle
With decision’s pain.
Their new reality looms
On an island all alone.
I don’t envy them,
In this turbulent hour,
The uncertainty
As reality sets in.
Promises can be fiction,
Unattainable
As proponents show
Just a day after.
Perhaps thoughts were not thought through
And the fallout considered.
But now it’s too late,
The ballots have been cast and
The results tallied.
Leaving is the decision
And there is no turning back.
What have you been through,
I would never claim to know.
Your lives are your own
Things are changing, less defined.
Leaving the past…difficult.
This is a big world
Where borders sometimes get blurred
And life chaotic.
None-the-less I wish the best
To our friends in the U.K.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The fight carries on
John Lewis reliving youth
Activist at heart
The last of a dying breed
Shouldn’t we just say thank you
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Aging fingers grasp at the past
While winds of change buffet them at every turn.
Quiescence is unnatural,
Steamrolling those that refuse to align.
Each generation flavors their water,
Drinking from the fountain of their creation;
Shaping the new world in the vision of the time.
Neither we nor our Constitution were meant to be stagnant,
Fluidity is what protects us, what progresses us.
We must put aside our antiquated notions of the past,
For as society evolves, we too are obliged to evolve,
Lest we die as a nation and as a people.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blood is on their hands,
Again choosing to do nothing
In the wake of death.
Guns serve as the golden calf
Glorified by these heathens.
They’ve whored themselves out,
Bought by the highest bidder,
John…the N.R.A.
Instead of the people’s work
They’ve sold us out for money.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Our politicians
Give thoughts and prayers for the dead
Round and round we go
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Rage seething under the surface
Eating away at our collective souls
Vitriol has been lodged against us
Only further stoking our resolve
Lost is our trust in the institutions
Undoing the work of the founders
Til only one response seems clear
Insurrection
Outright revolt against the tyrants
Neutering the petulant bunch
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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