Kim Jong Un weighs in
Donald Trump must be our guy
Good enough for me
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Musings of an Aspiring Author and Poet
Kim Jong Un weighs in
Donald Trump must be our guy
Good enough for me
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hypocrites and fools
We look to them for guidance
What did we expect
When lies came ‘round to bite us
I hope the Kool-Aid was good
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The cardboard roof does little to keep the icy rain and bone-chilling cold from compounding his pain. Looked upon as a piece of worthless trash, he is invisible to passersby..
Perhaps if they realized they were just one paycheck away from his Hell, they’d offer him a bit more sympathy.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
O’ the tangled web
Woven for personal gain
Clouding our judgement
Until we find it’s too late
And regret has bankrupt us
This, the path we choose
Chosen many times before
Has not deterred us
We are creatures of habit
Believing a fool’s wisdom
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The torturous heat and putrid stagnant air was eerie and sickening as I cut through the alley. The smell of rotting garbage carried by steam emitted from god-knows-where had me second-guessing my choice of shortcuts.
Halfway through my journey the sound of a shrieking cat and the tipping of a trash can startled my nerves…I jumped. Spinning around I caught a fast moving shadow streak across the alley.
I had enough I thought, turning and running for my life back to the relative safety of the crowded thoroughfare. Saving a few seconds travel certainly isn’t worth risking it all.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I love you young one
Your little quirks and your laugh
Jokes at my expense
Being your father and friend
Is all I could have hoped for
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Your beliefs guide you…or misguide you
Like the dam trains the river.
We are born to know no hate,
No prejudice,
No racism,
No ascension of color,
This must be taught…instilled
By those who influence the young and malleable.
Children do not see difference,
To them a playmate is a playmate is a playmate
Until it is ruined by age.
O’ for us all to be children again,
Blind to race, creed and color
Returning the world to its purity,
Its wonder,
Its innocence,
Where we all would live in peace.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
You’re a mystery
Saying much in your silence
Steel to a magnet
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Cadavers are strewn
Mutilated in his wake
And then there was one
Reality TV star
Chosen to lead our nation
A nation of fools
Lost in their own arrogance
We’re so gullible
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Think before you speak
For words can cut like a knife
Silence is golden
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~