A suburban trap
Safety on a white washed street
It’s an illusion
Life offers no guarantees
Regardless of one’s color
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: American Dream
American Dream
American dream
Lies in pieces on the floor
Though not for the rich
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Humanity Lost
Humanity lost
Our dignity up for sale
What little is left
Elected to destroy us
By the uninformed
More sad than ever
I fear our future
You will see what you have done
By supporting these devils
Schools will be sold for profit
Security privatized
Healthcare back in greedy hands
This is what you chose
You gullible Red Foxes
Believing the spin
Selling your best interests
For six long years full of lies
I hope you’re happy
For now our children suffer
At your bloody hands
Left to live worse than you did
Goodbye American Dream
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lovely Bungalow (Tanka)
Lovely bungalow
Left in ruin–overgrown
Mark of foreclosure
Farewell American dream
It was nice while you lasted
~~ Dominic 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
The Forgotten Millions
By D. R. DiFrancesco
The sunken eyes of my child,
Daddy, I’m hungry,
A cry that stings my ears.
Oligarchs say, we will fix everything,
Really…how?
Didn’t you cause this in the first place,
Sending my labor to the third world.
Tell me what I’m to say to my little girl,
Daddy has to look for a job,
Food will have to wait.
No ones hiring,
I’m not high tech, I only know how to build things,
Since when is blue-collar a crime?
We call our old Fairmont wagon home,
B of A took our four walls,
Now where is my American dream?
They say we are the reason entitlements are broke,
They say I’m milking the system,
They don’t know, or even care who I am.
Another day on the hunt,
Another day knocking on doors,
Another day begging for work,
Another day at the food bank,
Another night in our car,
Another night of my child being hungry,
Another day of the oligarchs trying to say I’m worthless,
Tomorrow,
Another day of us fighting on!
Dom DiFrancesco 