Free At Last

Can you feel the beat of my heart

As you once did?

Flesh…

Blood coursing through my veins.

Though strong, not superhuman.

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I bleed the souls of my fathers when cut,

Shed rivers of tears when broken,

Succumb to infirmities with hastening age,

Scar, ugly and jagged in healing,

Die a mortal death when called by the Creator.

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You and I, conjoined in our humanness,

Why do you treat me otherwise?

The lash of your venom has left permanent tears.

Can you not refrain?

These are not badges of honor I wear, but disgrace,

On display to this cynical, forsaken world.

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Treated as a carnival sideshow…no longer!

I am not a marionette bequeathed for amusement,

And you are not my puppet-master.

With sickle these ties shall be no more;

Dignity awaits me just beyond this stage.

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As I reach for the exit door,

Claws dig into my flesh in one final bid,

But I am resolute in my determination;

Pulling free of your hideous grasp,

Free of control, free of your loathing,

Liberated from bondage.

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Devils In The Cocktails

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A blinding rage sparked

When intemperance takes hold

Leaving families scarred

Physical and mental pain

The ones you love made victims

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Precious Children – A Haiku

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A child, sacred

Conceived out of love or lust

Shouldn’t suffer pain

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Gone

The light fails me,

I open my eyes,

Hoping to see more clearly,

But there is no focus.

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Nothing is as is should be,

My head hurts in the painful quiet,

There is no comfort,

In this cold empty bed.

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I drove me to this madness,

And you, away in disgust,

I didn’t try to stop you,

Stubbornly shunning you.

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Your tears did not deter,

I swore you’d be back,

How could you live without me,

After all these years.

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But emptiness speaks volumes,

Shouting your answer,

“I’m gone!”

On my once deaf ears.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Hidden Legacy

I hold no ill will toward you,

As so many years have passed,

Softening the blows,

Physical and figurative,

Mending the wake of destruction,

Which you so callously sowed,

With the passing of each scarred soul,

The shameful becomes legend,

Stories told…perhaps exaggerated,

By progeny twice or more removed,

Your only legacy,

Undeserving of even this remembrance,

You’ve blackened our name,

Are we to forgive you,

That is for God to judge,

Are we to pity ourselves,

No…for we are stronger than you knew,

With sadness we look back,

Cursing your existence,

Mourning your departure,

Loving you as father,

Despising you as man.

 

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Not So American Dream

By D. R. DiFrancesco

Not so very long ago

I dreamed of a utopia

Beautiful and green

Full of promise and hope

Then man got in the way

Swelled with pride,

Consumed with self-importance

Greedy, prejudice and hateful

He ravaged the land

Taking what he wanted and leaving it in ruins

Polluting our water

Poisoning the ground

Making it a malignant wasteland

Seeing fit to keep this to himself

We planted

We built

We raised our families upon this cursed soil

Ignorant to the damage being done

Chronic illness plaguing our children

They say it’s all in the name of progress

Complain and you are Anti-American

Speak out and you are unpatriotic

Protest and you are a Communist

Who will be held accountable

The autocrats claims a divine right,

All in the name of capitalism

But they don’t plant, build or raise their children on this putrid land

They cry fowl from their ivory castles

Waving their jeweled scepters

Hiding behind their detestable walls

Looking down upon those of us less fortunate

They watch us wither under the toil of our labor

Building for them what they could not build for themselves

Drawing every last breath from us

All for the sake of another dollar

When will they have enough

When will we be more than just expendable

If they have their way

Never