Musings of an Aspiring Author and Poet
The fires of Hell
Lurk within everyone’s deeds
Think before you act
You can’t take back what you’ve done
Once you’ve hurt the ones you love
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cross fruited plains the wind doth blow
Though it seems we’ve lost our way.
When it will stop no one can know,
But it’s unlikely on that November day.
Our founders could not have foreseen the show
We see all around the clock.
Trump and Clinton round and round they go
For neither election’s a lock.
For one the issues seem no value to hold,
The other is wonky and stiff.
The first is cocky or so he’s been told,
Second each victory’s a gift
What have we done to get to this point, I really don’t know what to say.
This election is one that’s sure to disappoint, for the ones that don’t get their way.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hand cradled in mine
Warm breath leading to a kiss
How I know you’re mine
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Broken hearts and bones
Pain of body and of soul
No less torturous
What it means to be alive
In this material world
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blackness in moonlight
The stars bringing no comfort
Lost under Heaven
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Across the great pond
Our brothers in arms struggle
With decision’s pain.
Their new reality looms
On an island all alone.
I don’t envy them,
In this turbulent hour,
The uncertainty
As reality sets in.
Promises can be fiction,
Unattainable
As proponents show
Just a day after.
Perhaps thoughts were not thought through
And the fallout considered.
But now it’s too late,
The ballots have been cast and
The results tallied.
Leaving is the decision
And there is no turning back.
What have you been through,
I would never claim to know.
Your lives are your own
Things are changing, less defined.
Leaving the past…difficult.
This is a big world
Where borders sometimes get blurred
And life chaotic.
None-the-less I wish the best
To our friends in the U.K.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The fight carries on
John Lewis reliving youth
Activist at heart
The last of a dying breed
Shouldn’t we just say thank you
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Injustice lives on
Made evident by our courts
Poverty and racism feed its hunger
Until blood is spilled to satisfy
Nothing changes, civil rights are a myth
Insinuated to please the skeptics
Then in one fell swoop
Yet another innocent dies with no justice served
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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