She sees what I can’t
Knowing what I only sensed
My life’s destiny
Revealed by a mystics eye
An intuitive minds lens
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
She Sees What I Can’t
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Category Archives: Spiritual
Darkness Falls Upon Angel Choir
Darkness falls upon angel choir
Heaven mourns the funeral pyre.
Senseless death, skins evening shade
With their lives by hatred paid.
No justification nor reason exists
For racism and prejudice to persist.
The sixties clearly were not the end
For Black Lives Matter we must defend.
How sad it is hate thrives this day
Hunting others like birds of prey.
The south has risen, of this I fear
Though reason why is not so clear.
As house of God nor fortress strong
Could save their lives from evil long.
Nay, I did not know them, but it matters not
They did not deserve this deadly plot.
I mourn this day for humanities loss
As beautiful lives have paid the cost
Again and again hate rears its head
And every time folks wind up dead
Ask this question, if you think you can
Is this really the promised land?
For some perhaps, but others no
This is no sitcom or drama show.
These lives are real they’re flesh and blood
They need not perish in a godless flood.
Perhaps if we stand against hatreds rule
We’ll cast them down into the fiery pool.
And raise this nation into Heaven’s light
By doing what we know is truly right.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Anger of a Man
Anger of a man
Lashing out at the world,
Perhaps it’s sadness.
He’s being eaten from inside
And left for dead by mankind.
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Hastily judging
Simple feeds the savage beast.
Leaving him a shell,
Unrecognizable to
Friends and family alike.
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Such a waste is this
When each life is so precious
To cast it aside.
Leaving him alone to die
Amongst the concrete and cold.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Parents and Children
Parents and children
A bond that can’t be broken
No matter the age
Nothing could be more special
Under the eyes of heaven
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sky, Canvas of Blue
Sky, canvas of blue
Bespectacled by wondrous birds
Melody of song
Sung naturally without urge
So often ignored by man
O’ the things we miss
Rushing in our meager lives
How terribly sad
Perhaps taking a moment
We’d realize what’s important
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Winding Road of Life
Winding road of life
Each must make their own future
Thriving in the now
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Trickling Waters
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Trickling waters
Meander down polished rock
Peace of Zen Garden
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dignity
Do what you will to me
I am immune.
Grab at me, gnaw on my bones,
Nick my veins and let me bleed out
I will not submit.
This body is not me, I am eternal
You have not the strength to reduce me
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dawn of a New Day
Dawn of a new day
A blank slate awaits us all
Let us not waste it
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What is the Measure of a Man’s Life
What is the measure of a man’s life,
I don’t know but for myself.
Money never bought me happiness;
At least none that lasted more than a brief moment.
Cars…I’ve had many,
Exciting when shiny and new,
But their luster is lost over time as is their value.
I do not live in a palace,
It is modest to say the least and more than I need.
Retirement savings are but a dream,
I will likely work until I am called home.
With all this…what is the measure of my life?
It is family, my wife and children,
Their love for me as I love them.
It is the sun that rises overhead
And the life-giving rains that fall,
It is everything that nature provides.
It is living in harmony with the natural world,
Not fighting it or conquering it.
Yes, there is bad mixed with the good,
Pain and suffering mixed with the ecstasy,
But at the end of my days,
This will be the measure of this man.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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