Musings of an Aspiring Author and Poet
Parents bleed failure
Shattered by their children’s cries
Hungry and dirty
Tortured by their poverty
They look above for relief
But prayers are ignored
They don’t qualify for aid
How poor must you be
In this, the greatest nation
Before they are helped
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
You’ve chosen your path
Against the advice given
There’s no turning back
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I like this poem very much. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I do.
Sin and goodness
Are separated by a razors edge.
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This pair expounded
By the fallible minds of men.
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One only need look internal
To see their own fallibilities.
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A query is begged of you;
Are the sins of the single mother,
Who resorts to harlotry to feed her children,
Any greater a sin in the eyes of God
Than those of the wealthy who hoard their riches
While ignoring the plight of the poor and infirm?
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True sin resides in greed and contempt,
Goading sin from otherwise good souls.
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The mothers desperation urged by good intent,
While the wealthy was compelled
Out of selfishness and pomposity.
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Lines between sin and goodness blur
Through the perceptions of man.
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Objectivity escapes us in our passion;
Making us the poorest of judges.
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Would not their fates be best left
To the sagacity of God?
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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
My dearest of friends
Though our paths have never crossed
Call me your brother
Fall into my outstretched arms
I will be there to catch you
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Please look no further
I’ve always been here from you
Rock of Gibralter
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Beautiful rose,
Tender and precious your petals
Blossoming with virtues to be envied
Instilled with virtues to be adored
The embodiment of your mother
Like her mother before her in perpetuity
Gentle at heart
Stronger than her counterpart
At times, sharp as a thorn
Drawing blood when crossed
Passionate and compassionate in the same breath
Nurturing by nature
Disciplinarian, teacher, spouse
Professor, professional, physician
Soldier, pilot, Captain
Intellectual, politician, leader
Fighting for equality to this modern day
Taken for granted by others
Unafraid in the face of adversity
Birther to all mankind
To be honored not once a year but daily
You are the treasure…
You are Woman
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I gifted my heart
So many years ago now
Like priceless treasure
Cherished and highly prized
Then held for ransom
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
You’re on your own now
Parents put on the sidelines
Did we raise you right
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Travel to cliffs of Scotland tall
Ancient cities with golden scroll
Coliseum of wonder your columns fall
Time, wind and rain have taken their toll
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Fairytale lands with walkways of gold
Rabbits, a queen and Mad Hatters
Through Grimm and Poe the stories unfold
Whether Jack and his beanstalk does itt matter
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Absorbed in Whitman’s Leaves of Grass
A cup of tea with Sherlock Holmes
Or Steinbeck’s exquisite Grapes of Wrath
When a Tree Grows in Brooklyn you’re never alone
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Traveling around the world in 80 days
Digging treasure on an island deserted
Meeting the end in Moby Dick’s’ way
Though Scrooge’s demise is diverted
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Dumas’ Musketeers are dashing them all
A letter of scarlet emblazoned
The howl of the wolf in the wild was called
Romeo and Juliet still amazes
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The beauty of words in fiction, poem or prose
Allows travel to faraway lands
Mystery, adventure or as love stories show
The pricelessness of books in the hand
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
