Pain and suffering, black verse white
Another reason to divide us
No one is immune, young or old the death toll rises
Denial won’t make it go away
Eventually, it will strike home
Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, friends everyone knows someone
Ignorance is not bliss
Crises are real as the mass graves reveal.
~~ Dominic DiFrancesco ~~
Democracy dashed upon the rocks
Lighthouse guide has fallen dark
Mayday, mayday calls the flock
Two by two like Noah’s ark
Captain’s crew has blindly haled
Commands barked sure to kill
Near time win will long time fail
When keel doth rupture on sill
By headwinds sail to Davy’s doom
Tsunami comes rushing in
Neither hold nor deck is safety’s room
They’ll pay for ignorance sin
Histories ne’re kind to pirate thieves
Nor saber tongued silvery fools
While innocent victims losses grieved
Their anger grows til it’s cruel
Lashing out victims surely will march
The port be their final stand
Skyward they gaze backs and necks upwards arched
Victory’s sweet and it’s grand
Criminal fools feel they’re immune
Til their pokes raise the ire and rage
Common man pushed to the brink of his doom
Turns upon captor and cage
Freedom they hail til finally set free
WIth blood on their calloused hands
Keepers grotesque lay twisted at feet
The weaker take control of the land
Postponing their fate is futile at best
They’d be better to meld with the times
Thinking this day they’ll withhold from the rest
Soon they will answer for crimes
~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~
Fraught with peril this thin line
Once crossed will wither and die
Not so wide, but ever so fine
Our elected few seem eager to try
Mad men with power where nary have tread
Kindle the fires of conspiracy and hate
Ever so close the majority dread
A nation’s short history left to fate
This cresipise so deep we fear to fall
Bottomless pit will never end
Left to the tyrants this funeral pall
To torments wrath we writhe and bend
What’s to be gained by ignorance hold
Believing the fools venomous bite
Taking their word more precious than gold
That is til exposed by reasons light
Hope springs eternal as the old saying goes
May the ruinous seed be cast back to hell
Sooner or later nobody knows
Righteousness waits the toll of the bell
This sickness not us wailed from the heart
A cure lies ahead in the booth
Now is the time never too late to start
The lever must suffocate their truth
Time to rebel dead ahead in our hands
Never more urgent then now
Traitors that poison the mind and the land
Must be buried by the blade of the plow
Rise up! Rise up! You sheepish bunch
Stand up to the villain’s rusted sword
Truth lies before you much more than a hunch
Trample to dust his evil hoard
If not for yourselves for your progenies sake
Stiff your spine before time slides away
Your souls are their plunder and more they will take
Mark these words spoken this day
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The New Year comes
Amidst fireworks and gunfire.
Another corrosive year
Under the auspices of a fool.
Nothing to change for the better,
Nothing, just more pain,
More divisiveness and heartache.
Watch as what’s unknown
Collapses around our knees.
Impetuousness and egotism
Drive us to the brink of war.
Alone…we’ve alienated our friends,
Left them wondering what we stand for
While we wonder what we stand for.
We’ve lost our souls,
Sold them to the devil himself
While he sits laughing
And watching the insanity of Hannity
On his big screen.
Drowning in birdless tweets,
We live under the thumb of a child
Who treats our sacred institutions
As schoolyard rules to be trampled upon
For his own pleasure.
The New Year comes
And here we are ,
On the second spin of the merry-go-round
With a circus clown at the controls.
God help us…again.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Christmas light slowly dims
As joy’s illusions fade
Back to a world cold and grim
A fond goodnight it bade
Try as I might to keep the spirit
Darkness bolts the door
Come Holy Night each year I fear it
My psyches ghostly whore
This sadness black torments my soul
On every Christmas eve
I beg for mercy God fill this hole
So my heart no longer grieves
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I wish to paint joy
With color and vibrancy
But my mood is dark
As is this time we live in
With Evil as the model
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Snuff the flame,
Choking,
Gasping for air,
To see the end near.
A waft of smoke
Signaling the end.
It cries not for its demise,
Instead standing tall
Amongst molten diversity,
All for the chance to be reborn.
With the next strike
Of the match.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The sound of Taps, the saddest song
It rings within my ears
A song without a single word
Can bring these eyes to tears
This solemn song too often played
Remembered on this day in May
The sacrifice of souls so brave
They’d have it no other way
Freedom fought so hard the cost
Enjoyed by all today
Taken for granted far too oft
WIth beer and barbeque and play
Take the time to say your thanks
Out of respect for those who gave
May the thankful close their ranks
Laying flowers upon their graves
A simple thanks I offer with heart
For a son who served with pride
To mothers and fathers of fallen souls
I’m thankful that mine is alive
No greater the tragedy remembered this day
Than the loss of a child or parent
I’ll never forget their ultimate sacrifice
Though their deaths are found so abhorrent
This simple poem is all I can give
To express to all how I feel
I thank you, we thank you from the heart
Just know that our pain is for real
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Look in the mirror
We’re going back fifty years
To a darker time.
Racism, hate center stage
I’m filled with disappointment.
Look at the cabinet,
Damn to our environment
Our kids don’t need it.
Damn the nation’s energy
Coal and oil pollute us.
Damn security
You’re selling out to Russia
Lying…you don’t know.
Selling your soul to China
What reason we don’t know.
You got what you want
Then you sold out to your kind.
Lying to your fools,
They believe all that you say
Like those children of the corn.
When will you wake up,
Seeing that he’s dangerous
A modern fascist
Ransoming America
For him and his friends riches?
You were simply pawns
While you swallowed the Kool-aide
Believing Satan
Would save you all from yourselves,
Only to find he hates you.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do you know the cost
Hatred, discrimination
Rot society
Licensing vile factions
To spew ugly rhetoric
We hear this danger
From the pinnacle to base
Brothers and sisters
Singled out for their difference
Treated as misfits…pariahs
Leadership for all
A political promise
Faded at “I will”
We’re racing to the bottom
Tethered to an ignorant
Explain your blindness
Your willingness to sell out
Friends and family
On the words of a blowhard
Who we now call President
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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