Scorched earth, tragic end
Dignity strewn far and wide
–No rest for the dead
Stranded in frozen boxcars
Awaiting man’s compassion
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: death
Echoes Of Laughter
Echoes of laughter
Smiling faces of children
–Innocence at play
Sights, sounds of another time
When being a kid was cool
The cries of hunger
Tears streaming down sunken cheeks
–Modern travesty
While the rich still get richer
Children starve for no reason
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We’re All Transient (Haiku)
We’re all transient–
Like fall drifts into winter
The cycle of life
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Boom
Boom!
Explosions foretell impending doom.
Shrapnel tears, litter, debris,
Screams of those one cannot see.
Missiles launched behind human shields,
Zionists and zealots refuse to yield.
Suffering little as the innocent die,
Denying they’re complicit, a terrible lie.
Which side is right, which side is wrong,
Difficult to tell they’ve hated so long.
Whether Gaza, Israel, Russia, Ukraine,
War is still war just with different names.
Fighting for ethnicity, Allah or God,
They’re “holier than thou” is just a facade.
Violence and death under whatever name,
Can’t be justified no matter what the claim.
Which leads me to wonder whether peace is desired,
With every bomb dropped and each rocket fired.
These wars have carried on for eons ‘til today,
I wonder if they really know any other way.
While their innocent suffer and hatred is bred,
I doubt they will stop until all sides are dead.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We Are Still At War
We are still at war
Though it is invisible
To the naked eye
The media doesn’t care
Only the families do
Far away from home
Tears are shed–
With each phone call
Praying for good news
Or maybe no news at all.
They are alone with their fears
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Wheels Of Bloody War Continue To Turn
Wheels of bloody war continue to turn,
Backing foreign rebels whose motives unclear.
While villages and cities continue to burn
We’re spoon fed a diet of who we should fear.
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Millions of dollars to be funnelled covert,
To whom we don’t know, just trust us we’re told.
Protecting our interests how could it possibly hurt,
This story gets older the more that it’s told.
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Creating future enemies with training and guns,
A lesson that we still have not learned.
Viewed by the world as reincarnated Huns,
Our reputation, our flag once again burned.
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Another “War on Terror” with no defined win
A phrase perhaps coined oh so rightly
Though resources and patience are stretched ever so thin
We’re lied to with teeth clenched so tightly
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We’re told this is for the protection of all,
As if we couldn’t see through their disguise.
It’s all about profit and a wealth of crude oil
Wrapped in “freedoms” meager blanket of lies.
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Our love for our cars, our boats, our planes
And all things founded on fossil fuels.
We take what we want without easing their pains
Makes us look like great bullies and fools.
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Then they claim concern for the welfare of man
When it’s really nothing more than an act.
Money and greed and taking all that they can
Is an evident though an oft denied fact.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sullen Is My Heart
Sullen is my heart
For the deaths of our brethren
And our enemies
In the end we gain nothing
But continued violence
Rejoice not in death
Instead mourn every life lost
With deepest regret
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Beauty Fades
Beauty fades;
Stripped of color
Under unrelenting sun.
Once vibrant petals
Brown and crumble,
Scattering dust and seed
To the four winds.
A life run its course
Gives birth to the next generation
Through its death in the dawn of spring.
Never regretting,
Never questioning its fate
It gives itself unapologetically
For the propagation of their future.
As with all living things
We are here for a brief time
To live,
To spawn,
To die,
Returning to the earth
From which we came.
A cycle that has repeated itself
For eternity.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Brother Fights Brother (Tanka)
Brother fights brother
Will expressed through violence
So death marches on
All for ideology
Refusing to live on peace
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
On This Somber Day
On this somber day
Where allied blood once ran free;
I am reflective.
Wondering…what it was like
Staring down death and bullet.
Alone, but not so,
Brothers shoulder to shoulder
On that distant shore.
Seventy years on it lives
In those few that still remain.
You can see their pride,
You can see their welling tears
As if yesterday.
Thinking about friends they’d lost
As the price for our freedom.
Remember their dead.
Many scarcely got to live;
Few had said goodbye,
None had regretted the cause
That changed world history.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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