Cast Into Shadows

Cast into shadows,

A scourge on society

Like lepers banished.

The downtrodden vilified

Are treated as a burden.

Is this not unfair

Of those in authority

Trusted to do right?

By their own self-interest,

Those that need them most are lost,

Left to their vices

Just to dull the endless pain.

Their cries unanswered

Fade quietly in the night,

‘Til no longer seen or heard.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Welcome to the New Main Street – A Tanka

Hope springs eternal

Just a phrase to so many

Whose hope has faded

Left destitute and alone

Welcome to the new Main Street

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Turning a Blind Eye – A Tanka

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Turning a blind eye

Gives momentary relief

But changes nothing

Only actions gets results

Poverty kills if ignored

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Though We Never Met – A Tanka

My dearest of friends

Though our paths have never crossed

Call me your brother

Fall into my outstretched arms

I will be there to catch you

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Random Act

An outstretched hand offered to the fallen

A kind word spoken to those in distress

A shoulder to cry on for those in mourning

Offered to comfort the wounded among us

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A gentle hug to let them know you care

A tender kiss to show your affection

A stroke of the hair letting them know you are by their side

Given without condition from the goodness of a gentle heart

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A pat on the back to show appreciation

A wide knowing smile to brighten their day

A look into their eyes to acknowledge their existence

Lifting the spirits of those who suffer themselves forgotten

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All things that daily we ought to make offer

Random acts of kindness shown to our fellow man

Still in our humanness we forget these little things

Simple acts that serve to enrich our karma

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Instead we neglect our neighbors out of hand

Evading eye contact

Dismissing their difficulties

Oblivious to their losses

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Is it because we are too engaged

Or is it that we just don’t care

How sad this is

Living life absorbed in our own self-interests

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Wrapped in a box of our own making

A cocoon made from our own selfishness

Useless but as a tomb when it is our time

Unloved, unappreciated, unnoticed, will you pass on alone

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~