Pain…like no other
Living–wrong side of the tracks.
Dirty and hungry;
Sunken eyes reveal sadness
Under shroud of filthy streets.
Urchins you call them,
Throwaways to be ignored,
Wastes of human flesh.
Where is your humanity?
They’re people like you and me
Children of this world
Worthy of our sympathy
Worthy of our love
You best take heed!
For one day it may be you
That is spit upon.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I gave you everything,
Heart,
Soul,
All that you asked,
You played coy,
Feeding my appetite for love,
With promises and feigned passion,
Luring me into your web,
Wrapping me in a silky cocoon,
Warm and safe,
Nestled in you arms,
A deceitful security,
If only I had not been so blind,
I would have recognized your fangs,
Impaling me to numbness,
Helpless and oblivious,
Under your anesthetic poison,
I waited trembling,
For you to squander all that I am,
Weakened by the deluge,
Blood and spirit abate,
Eyes flutter and roll,
Your beauty,
First limpid, fades to black,
The nothingness that is your soul,
Emptied,
You discarded my hollowed husk,
Leaving me to crumble,
And scatter to the four winds.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 