Ravaged by the years
Bodies surrender to time
Winter of our lives
~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
Ravaged By Years
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Tag Archives: death
Forgotten (Acrostic)
Forced into uselessness
Our society deems them a nuisance
Retiring them to the annals of history
Gone are the days they were revered
Only a culture of arrogance would discard their wisdom
Trusting instead in the coldness of technology
This is our way, leaving them out in the cold
Entombing them before their time
Never seeing beyond the length of their years
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Carrying the Instrument
Carrying the instrument of your own death
Jeering crowds spitting and taunting as you go
Forgive them Father for they know not what they do
Cried with sincerity for these misguided souls
Even in this ultimate humiliation
Your faith never faltered
And by that we have been saved
…How could you not love Him
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
To Believe or Not
To believe or not
Is a question of one’s faith
As it’s always been.
We can never know for sure
Until we leave this body,
Whether their is more
Or if this is all there is.
So…what will it be?
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Walk On The Wild Side (Haiku)
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Walk on the wild side
The simple act of living
Exhilarating
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We Live Life In Fear
We live life in fear
Afraid of the dark, of death
Of what comes after
Why, when we’ve done this before
Many, many times over
We’re born and reborn
Working on our mortal souls
Until we become as one
…With the Divine
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Use Of Deadly Force (Senryu)
Use of deadly force
Must it be the first response
You can’t take it back
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
There’s Nothing To Fear
There’s nothing to fear
Death cannot hostage my soul
For it’s immortal
Born and reborn many times
Until reaching perfection
When it is released
Into the Lord’s loving hands
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I Am Not A Wise Man
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I am not a wise man,
Questions–I have so many,
A seeker am I.
No–this is not a complaint.
My path is profoundly worn,
Worn by ancestors
All belonging to my tribe,
My brother humans.
Neither the first nor the last;
Others will travel this road
Leaving blood and sweat
As markers of their journey…
Of this I am sure.
I take solace in this fact
That I’ve not ventured alone.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Coptic Christians Killed (Tanka)
Coptic Christians killed
No God would sanction murder
In his Holy name
Call them just what they are…thugs
Taking Allah’s Name in vain
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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