Cowards strike again
Hiding behind masks like rats
With rain of bullets
Free speech has offended them
The verdict…a death sentence
Stand up, show your face
Take responsibility
This is your moment
We know this isn’t to be
For your cause is but thin air
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lowly water drop
Once gone leaves a ghostly tear
Such are the tears of men
Waste not this precious lifetime
Make goodness your legacy
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fingers of Winter
Tearing at natures chilled flesh
Black flies meet their fate
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Their blood flows freely
Pakistani children dead
By the cowards deed
Sanctioned by their religion
Claim these psychotic killers
Refuse to show face
They hide behind scarf and mask
Belief they’re martyrs
Slaughtering the innocent
All for a fictitious cause
They are heinous fools
Blinded by virgins promise
Their gift from heaven
Heaven does not await them
Instead Hell has their names etched
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Winter has arrived
Calling in the end of life
Blossom waits for birth
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sensitivity
Lost to murderer on tv
And video games
Sometimes getting out-of-hand
Bankrupting morality
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Will the killing end
The cycle of violence
Answered with the same
When has retribution quelled
Never–it’s provocation
Igniting more death
Until reasons are foggy
And senses immune
It becomes the way of life
Cold, hard and desensitized
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What color is blood?
Red as crimson to the dullest eye.
When stripped of skin,
What is left but muscle, sinew, bone
Held together by a thin designer suit.
At birth we enter the world the same way.
At death we return the earth each the same.
Why is it that we vandalize each other
Throwing names, bullets and missiles,
Destroying our sacred selves?
More alike than different is the human animal,
Though ego prefers to separate.
Look beyond the skin in all its wondrous glory,
Reach for the soul deep within
Dismissing the prejudice of our senses.
Honor our sameness in peace and love
Remembering the wisdom of the sanskrit greeting
…Namaste’.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mind fading away
Ravaged by illness and age
Fate of so many
Such a sad state of affairs
Watching those we love forget
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Feeling so helpless
We’ve become total strangers
Passing in the night
Frustration steeped in sadness
Becomes our permanent state
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Body and spirit
Merged in a magical dance
While here on this earth
Then like two starcrossed lovers
They separate forever
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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