Odds stacked against us
With each pull of the lever
A gamblers dream
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Peace, contemplation
Silence of meditation
Nourishing my soul
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Snow covered meadow,
Footprints,
Invisible animals
The only signs of life.
How peaceful is winter’s blanket
From behind frosted window pane.
Harshness tempered by modernity
Heat, Wisp of steam
Floral scent of herbal tea filling the air.
Thankful to be witnessing
Beauty and cruelty,
From the comfort of home.
.~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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A suburban trap
Safety on a white washed street
It’s an illusion
Life offers no guarantees
Regardless of one’s color
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Exsanguination,
Bloodletting of our nation
With every debate.
No discussion of issues
Just name calling like children.
Where is the substance?
Criticism solves nothing
Without solutions.
Since time immemorial
We have held this as the truth.
Today words of fools
Supplant our common senses.
Fear now rules our day,
Seen in every passing face;
Breaking our union apart.
What is it they want,
Their finger on the button
Ultimate power?
They are the ones we should fear
If in silence we’d listen.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Round and round the story goes
One that’s as old as time
Where it stops nobody knows
Causing tensions to climb
These 50 odd years since civil rights
Have made so little change
Hatred between black and white
Festers like the mange
Fear of lynching may have passed
But fear exists no less
While walking the street they’re still harassed
No matter how finely dressed
Ask Sandra Bland or Michael Brown
Oh wait they cannot speak
Too many names buried in the ground
The future seems so bleak
Justify and deny all you wish
Your blindness it won’t erase
200 years by chains and switch
Like animals kept in place
Nothing has changed in modern day
Ask Eric, Tamir or Trayvon
It matters not what any of us say
Because either way they’re gone
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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A walk in the sun
Beams raining down from Heaven
The promise of spring
~~ Dominic R DiFrancesco ~~
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Clouds hang low and dark
Masking our sacred mountains
Native spirits play
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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You’re fooling yourself
Thinking you’re invincible
Showing arrogance
You are not untouchable
You are still human
Strength in ignorance
Is not really strength at all
But simply weakness
Disguised under a facade
Of false bravery
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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