A Living Wage

A living wage…

Is it too much to ask?

The unions fought for you,

Many died for you

Yet now you treat them as evil.

 

Who does this benefit?

Look at your stagnant wage,

Feel the fear of losing your job.

Each closed door meeting brings anxiety.

 

There is no loyalty from above,

Dollars and cents are their gods now.

You have been weakened and betrayed,

But you don’t see it…this is capitalism.

 

The promised trickle has all but dried up,

Living paycheck-to-paycheck your way of life.

Whatever happened to the middle class,

The comfortable life, retirement,

It is all just a dream relegated to history,

While the upper crust bathes in their gold.

 

Still you cast your ballot for your own demise.

Lower taxes will not bring you comfort,

Later retirement will not bring you joy,

Minimum wage will not support you,

Healthcare vouchers will not sustain you,

Social Security will not carry you to the end.

 

So what is it you want?

We are being ravaged at every turn,

Still you are too blind to see it.

Watch these buffoons on stage,

Telling you they care about you…the little man?

These millionaires and billionaires don’t care about you!

They only care for themselves

And their wealthy friends that bought them.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Created From Dust

Created from dust

Instilled with Divine Spirit

Magical creatures

We are unique, but the same

Born from the All Knowing Mind

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Baited and Murdered

Baited and murdered

Head on a silver platter

Carcus left to rot

∞

Foolish man with bow in hand

Now he’s wanted for his crime

∞

Maybe now he knows

What it’s like to be the prey

Hunter now hunted

∞

Perhaps the same fate awaits

A trophy for Zimbabwe

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Reliving the Past

Reliving the past

While destroying the present

This we do so well

Tamping down our happiness

With the pain we so relish

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sadness and Grieving

Sadness and grieving

Go hand-in-hand with love lost

Painful to the core

 
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Feelings of Despair

Feelings of despair

Brought on by this hectic world,

Hopelessness abounds.

Could our connectedness be to blame;

Glowing screens of every shape and size?

Even in sleep there is no rest

For the modern mind will not quiet.

Discerning truth from fiction is ever more daunting

With the right and left screaming for attention.

I’ve forgotten what silence is like,

No notifications, no ringing, no television

…A simpler time.

Could it be time to power off

Leaving all things electronic black and lifeless?

It’s undeniable that those times were happier,

That families talked and people listened.

We walked with our heads up and smiles on our faces

Instead of head down and into poles.

Maybe twenty four hour news, tweets and likes are a cancer

Feasting on our teetering sanity.

I am a realist, I know the past is the past

To which we will never return,

But maybe a little self imposed downtime is in order

Just for a bit of nostalgia.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Man’s Intuition

Man’s intuition

Lost amongst modernity

Preferring book smarts

∞

Wisdom comes in many forms

If you’re willing to listen

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Stars Caress the Sky

Stars caress the sky

Holding Heaven in their arms

Eternal lovers

 
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

In Your Loving Eyes

In your loving eyes

I find the peace I’ve longed for

Perfect companion

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Allergic to E Challenge

Thank you Carol at writersdream9.wordpress.com for choosing me to take part in this challenge, I enjoyed it very much.

The rules are as follows:

  • Write a paragraph
  • Do not use any words that include the letter “e” in their spelling
  • Challenge at least 5 others to do the same

My Paragraph:

Blood flows from my mouth.  That airbag hit with such fury that it split my lip. What was that fawn doing standing in my way?  I couldn’t hit him, so my victim was a guard rail which took my car and my lip with it.  Waiting for a cop to show up was agonizing and with all of this blood on my shirt I look as if I am a shooting fatality.  All I know is that if I had to do it again I would…without vacillation.

Nominations:

  1. Emma at emma1951.wordpress.com
  2. Jen at blogitorloseit.com
  3. Serena at journeyofmst.com
  4. Rosy at sharingmemyselfandi.wordpress.com
  5. Celestine at readinpleasure.wordpress.com

If you do not wish to participate that is perfectly fine, I just wanted you to know that I find you all very talented and that I enjoy your writing very much.  Have fun with it if you choose…it really is quite challenging.