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  • There Are Times When I’ve Forgotten Why I’m Here

    March 21, 2013

    There are times when I’ve forgotten why I’m here.

    So much is happening around me yet I feel powerless.

    Overwhelmed, at times I wish to bury my head in the sand,

    But this is not me!

    I refuse to sit idly by, while others contribute?

    I am not helpless!

    I cannot be a passive observer of injustice,

    As this would make me no better than they.

    I will not stand by, oblivious to the callousness of man,

    For what kind of man would that make me.

    These are the enabler’s of genocide and war,

    Bigotry, hatred and inequality toward our equals,

    Repression of those of lesser will,

    Arrogance and ignorance,

    I will take no part in these travesties!

    I do not need God to beseech of me,

    For I already know what is right and good.

    With this I will find my way on the straightened path,

    My moral compass to guide me,

    In my journey to affect change.

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • These Dreams I Still Have

    March 21, 2013

    These dreams I still have

    Remnants of a misspent youth

    Still push me onward

    Unlike many of our young

    Lost and wandering

    ~

    Have we been failures

    Left to fend for themselves

    Both parents labor

    This unavoidable plague

    With our children as victims

    ~

    Our culture has changed

    Families expendable

    Futures uncertain

    Their dreams are left in tatters

    If they ever had any

    ~

    These dreams I still have

    Are for our children’s futures

    Prosperous and full

    As mine was when I was young

    Not something left in the past

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • The Funeral Pall – A Haiku

    March 20, 2013
    Image Credit: zimbio.com
    Image Credit: zimbio.com

    The funeral pall

    Somber in finality

    Remember the good

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco

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  • An Interminable Succession

    March 20, 2013

    Trapped in an interminable succession,

    Love, hate,

    Happiness, sadness,

    Joy, anger

    Tolerant, intolerant,

    Fear, confidence,

    Belief, disbelief.

    This cyclone of existence, bleeds me from the inside,

    Every ounce of energy expended to maintain equilibrium.

    Ups, downs,

    Highs, lows,

    Gravitating my emotions in tumultuous ways,

    Exhausting my spirit to the soul’s core.

    I am left a molten mass,

    Raw nerves exposed to open air,

    Sensitive to every sensation,

    Yet helpless to defend.

    I guess I really am human after all.

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Black of Night – A Tanka

    March 20, 2013
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    Image Credit: creepypasta.wikia.com

    Steeped in black of night

    Dangers lurk in the shadows

    Like things of nightmares

    Evil and malevolent

    Though certainly spurious

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Eyes of the Righteous – A Haiku

    March 19, 2013

    zealots

    Eyes of the righteous

    Burn like smoldering embers

    Igniting hatred

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Passion of Politics and Religion

    March 19, 2013

    Of this, I am as guilty as the rest.

    Topics varied as politics or religion,

    Taught at an early age never to discuss,

    These are like powerful earth magnets

    To man’s simple mind.

    I am of the opinion that no two subjects can be

    any more divisive than these.

    Turning the mildest of men into mortal enemies

    with the slip of the tongue.

    I am not immune to this foible,

    At times a slip, whilst other times

    Thrown in venomous rage.

    Can any one of us claim to have not done the same?

    If yes…then they most certainly are liars.

    What astounds is the passion,

    Like that ensconced in two young lovers,

    that politics and religion invoke.

    Taunting red-faced opponents to spar

    In a Battle Royale.

    I have been both victor and defeated

    In these most epic of battles.

    Still I have not been deterred,

    For my conscience would not allow it.

    I have been the red-faced.

    I have raised, nay, shouted to drown out my adversary,

    Unwilling to consider an alternate view.

    Oh yes…I have been guilty of tossing civility aside,

    Of mannerisms befitting a child.

    Would not a civil conversation have borne greater fruit?

    Perhaps…perhaps not.

    I have, as yet,, been unable to reign in my passions.

    Remaining a convict to my own convictions,

    I hope to one day receive parole

    To discuss my opinions with ardor and civility.

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Rhythm of the Sea – A Tanka

    March 19, 2013
    Image Credit: bdoutdoors.com
    Image Credit: bdoutdoors.com

    Rhythm of the sea

    White-haired crest of yawning waves

    Like a symphony

    Melodious, elegant

    Tantalizing the senses

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • In Opposition – A Tanka

    March 18, 2013

    I fear you are right

    Never have two sides not been

    Like our history

    Contrarian by nature

    Viewpoints in opposition

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • A New Day, Another Poll

    March 18, 2013

    A new day…another poll.

    Do they like us more today than yesterday

    This referendum on hate and bigotry is sickening

    We are not new,

    We have always been here.

    Hiding in the shadows for fear of retribution.

    Frequently the target of slings and arrows

    Thrown by our brothers and sisters.

    Sadly, sometimes they hit the mark.

    Why such animosity?

    We breath the same air you do,

    Drink the same water,

    Eat the same food.

    We are born of the sacred vessel like you

    And we die alone as you do.

    We love like you do,

    We long to be loved like you do.

    We are children of God like you.

    You know us though you may not know it.

    We are your sons and daughters,

    We are your friends and acquaintances,

    We are the person you pass on the street,

    We are the teacher in your schools,

    We are the soldier fighting for your freedom,

    We are fireman and policeman,

    We are the teller at your ban,

    We are the checkout clerk at your convenience store,

    We are parents,

    We want to be parents,

    We were born this way,

    Though you think it a choice.

    We are gay not broken,

    We are not something you need to fix.

    We are all created equal,

    Wasn’t that the promise made to all of us

    Not just to you?

                                     ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

    * I wrote this piece because I am tired of the endless polls regarding American’s attitudes toward gay marriage.  We seem to have this morbid fascination with the LGBT community to the point that  many of us are willing to discriminate against them just to keep them from marrying.  In my opinion, not only is this absurd, but it is also unconstitutional and should never have been an issue in the first place.  I personally have family members who are gay and I have neither treated them nor looked upon them any differently than anyone else because of their sexual orientation.  I have never felt threatened by them, nor have they ever been a threat to the children in our family.  They are terrific people.  Folks, you don’t chose to be gay, you are born that way.  Isn’t it time we get over our homophobia and extend the rights to them as citizens that they are guaranteed in the U.S. Constitution and put an end to this nonsense.

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