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  • I Am A Magnet

    September 1, 2015

    I am a magnet

    Attracting insanity

    From all the four winds

    Once they’ve taken residence

    I am left to their mercy

     
    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • 50 Word Story: Lovers Dance

    August 31, 2015

    Her ruby red lips speak volumes in their silence, parted and warm to the taste.  Nothing more in the throes of passion do I need to be fulfilled as skin glistens upon skin.

    Natural and beautiful, this lovers dance enshrined in antiquity shall spin on until the end of time.

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • The Sun is Setting

    August 31, 2015

    The sun is setting, bathing our fall in the last rays of day.

    Still we sleep sound in the quiet of darkness,

    Oblivious to what awaits

    Even though it has been foretold by sages and fools.

    This end will not come with the concussion of a bomb,

    It will not be suffered by the bloodletting of a bullet

    These would be less painful.

    It will come to us by our own greed,

    Our ignorance and inhumanity will trounce us,

    Look at those that came before,

    The great Roman Empire.

    Where is it now?

    Oh yes it exists in its crumbling ruins,

    Disintegrating coins dredged from the bottom of the sea

    And legendary despots littering history books.

    The sun has set for them yet their kind still exists.

    Look no further than America!

    This land of so much promise has been duped,

    Fooled by its aristocrats and their vast wealth.

    They stoke the fires of hatred and prejudice to divide us

    Until we become immune to the putrid bile they spew.

    They trust that factless propaganda will be trusted,

    That we won’t take the time to hold them accountable…

    And they are right, we are sheep being lead to slaughter.

    What will it take to wake us up from their fear?

    We are arrogant and pathological in our policy,

    Refusing to take blame for even the smallest thing.

    Climate change is real say our climate scientists

    Yet we deny it because we aren’t scientists.

    ISIS did not sprout out of thin air,

    We created it with our insatiable thirst for oil

    And the deaths of those we were determined to depose.

    Education, social security and Medicare are in danger

    Due to their incessant need to privatize and profiteer.

    Tell me, what did they do to make you trust blindly?

    All they did was tell you whose fault it is,

    What group to hate,

    That social programs like socialism are evil,

    That they will watch your back and protect you

    While taking away your civil rights in subtle ways.

    Their votes send your jobs away all the while you beg them to help you.

    Really what did they give you to vote away your best interest?

    Lower taxes, privatization of government services, more free trade and job loses,

    The right to openly discriminate against your fellow Americans,

    All under the guise of some imagined religious war.

    I really don’t understand what has happened,

    When we stopped being logical and informed,

    When we started believing in the oligarch’s fairytales,

    When we became cultists to the media.

    All I know is that changes are coming

    So be careful what you wish for.

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • What is it They Want

    August 28, 2015

    What is it they want;

    To live under a bubble

    Of pure shiny white?

    Existing void of color

    A Leave it to Beaver world.

     

    Stirring up hatred,

    This group or that is to blame,

    Banish them for good.

    Spy your own family tree

    And you just might be amazed.

     

    What are they after

    When they’re stomping on the poor,

    Calling them lazy,

    Treating each as a moocher

    Unworthy of compassion.

     

    Perpetuating

    Disgraceful stereotypes.

    Shameless in their rant

    African Americans,

    Mexicans and the Chinese.

     

    Supremacists rise

    Rallying around their bile,

    But they take no blame,

    They’re taken out of context

    They would like you to believe.

     

    War, war, war, war, war

    Look at their warmongering,

    Death brings them such joy.

    It’s not theirs that fight and die

    They are ours, they’re yours and mine!

     

    Privatize they cry,

    Programs for the public good,

    Vouchers for us all.

    Business doesn’t work for us

    It’s all about the profit.

     

    FDR was right,

    To enact social reforms

    A cure for our ills.

    Keeping the wealthy in check

    For the benefit of all.

     

    Watch as fortunes fall,

    Not those of robber barons

    But instead yours–mine.

    The oligarchs won’t feel it

    This is by their own design.

     

    Sadly we’ve stepped back

    Trusting our fates to the rich.

    How foolish we are!

    Painful lessons are ne’er learned

    Thus are destined to repeat.

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Born in the Wrong Time

    August 25, 2015

    Born in the wrong time.

    I have always felt this way,

    Old soul…modern days.

    Really, what is one to do

    Without having time travel.

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • 50 Word Story: The Cesspool

    August 25, 2015

    We are falling backwards; so much anger, hatred, prejudice bubbling to the surface.  We’re just  fooling ourselves if we think we have progressed.  Look at the cesspool in which we wade searching for leadership. Certainly this must make us the laughingstock of the free world thanks to our presidential candidates.

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Gangrenous is Hate

    August 21, 2015

    Gangrenous is hate,

    Leeching on healthy tissue

    ‘Til decay consumes.

     

    Once done…tell me what is left,

    But a hollow corpse seething.

     

    Such a waste of life.

    O’ the good you could have done

    Were you not selfish.

     

    Alas free will corrupted

    Leaving you ever bitter.

     

    Your path is your own;

    Be happy in this karma

    Brought about by you.

     

    May you take it to the grave

    So the world might benefit.

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Putting Hand to Heart

    August 18, 2015

    Putting hand to heart

    Each beat a link to the soul

    Love knows no gender

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    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Searching for True Love

    August 17, 2015

    Searching for true love

    Can consume you like quick sand

    Do not allow it

    Take time…open yourself up

    The risk is worth the reward

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Driven By Passion

    August 14, 2015

    Driven by passion

    The inner animal calls

    Is it love or lust

     

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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