Brother against brother,
Sister against sister,
Words that divide.
Idealogues and pundits
Preaching their truths;
Do they profit from their lies
Or are they blinded by delusion,
We will never know which.
This does not excuse us.
Aren’t we obligated to discern,
Isn’t this what it means to be informed?
It appears we’ve forgotten,
Submitting to partisan experts,
Who feed what we want to hear
To our otherwise deaf ears.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I don’t know what truth is anymore.
Our source of sanity has gone insane,
Their lies are sold to us like snake oil
And we are foolish enough to believe.
Informed citizens seem far and few between.
How sad…
Our founding fathers must be distressed
To see us floundering in this sea of lies.
Who will champion us back to reality?
Who has the courage to stand up to this lunacy?
I have no confidence in those who have been chosen!
They are but pawns or fools
Chosen by their parties, corrupt.
Something must change.
Revolution gnaws at our heels,
Begging us to submit.
Ask yourself…
When will we listen?
The opportunity has been laid at our feet,
But we have chosen to look away
Settling as we always do.
It looks like we will never learn.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Look what I’ve become
Politics made me rigid
Intolerant me
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Opposing views annoy me
Bringing out my darker side
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And I have to say
I don’t like it one little bit
It disappoints me
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Bitterest of pills
I swallowed without consent
And now I’m choking.
With every day that passes
I pray for civility
Only to suffer
The pains of disappointment.
Will I ever learn…
I doubt that I ever will,
But there’s no harm in hoping.
Trying to temper
My passion for politics,
Where lies don’t matter,
Compassion signals weakness
And right and left never meet.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Danger from within
Irrational fear monger
Stirs the racist pot
Over inflated egos
Will be this nation’s downfall
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A line in the sand
American politics
Everyone takes sides
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
There is a war though weapons are words,
A rallying cry to ignorant herds,
Of who to fear and who to blame,
The right they do fire with venomous aim.
What progress we’d made seems now reversed,
Like empires of old we may now be cursed,
To end up in ruins under gluttonous rule,
Forgetting the history we learned in school.
Living in denial those culprits it serves,
Lying and deceiving with icy steel nerves.
All for more profits like parasites they leach,
Thriving in the fact that their money is speech.
Distracting the people with treacherous claim,
From Middle East to Mexico these people they blame,
For jobs leaving home and the state of our nation
By blustering and mongering and thunderous oration.
Their facts they are thin or nonexistent at all,
“Take back the country” their clarion call.
Take us back to where I wish they would tell,
To segregation and intolerance by the hatred they sell.
“Earlier times” only serves if you’re white,
Blacks and hispanics and Muslims must fight
To be looked in the eye and on even plain
With the privileged Americans that view them a stain.
If this be the direction the capitalists must take
On the backs of the common man they push til they break
Then revolution again must be waged to finally break free
From the tyranny of Monarchs they so want to be.
This is our duty and a citizen’s right
To question and challenge and bring wrongs to light,
For failure to do so is submission to rule
Painting you and I as nothing but fools.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The sun is setting, bathing our fall in the last rays of day.
Still we sleep sound in the quiet of darkness,
Oblivious to what awaits
Even though it has been foretold by sages and fools.
This end will not come with the concussion of a bomb,
It will not be suffered by the bloodletting of a bullet
These would be less painful.
It will come to us by our own greed,
Our ignorance and inhumanity will trounce us,
Look at those that came before,
The great Roman Empire.
Where is it now?
Oh yes it exists in its crumbling ruins,
Disintegrating coins dredged from the bottom of the sea
And legendary despots littering history books.
The sun has set for them yet their kind still exists.
Look no further than America!
This land of so much promise has been duped,
Fooled by its aristocrats and their vast wealth.
They stoke the fires of hatred and prejudice to divide us
Until we become immune to the putrid bile they spew.
They trust that factless propaganda will be trusted,
That we won’t take the time to hold them accountable…
And they are right, we are sheep being lead to slaughter.
What will it take to wake us up from their fear?
We are arrogant and pathological in our policy,
Refusing to take blame for even the smallest thing.
Climate change is real say our climate scientists
Yet we deny it because we aren’t scientists.
ISIS did not sprout out of thin air,
We created it with our insatiable thirst for oil
And the deaths of those we were determined to depose.
Education, social security and Medicare are in danger
Due to their incessant need to privatize and profiteer.
Tell me, what did they do to make you trust blindly?
All they did was tell you whose fault it is,
What group to hate,
That social programs like socialism are evil,
That they will watch your back and protect you
While taking away your civil rights in subtle ways.
Their votes send your jobs away all the while you beg them to help you.
Really what did they give you to vote away your best interest?
Lower taxes, privatization of government services, more free trade and job loses,
The right to openly discriminate against your fellow Americans,
All under the guise of some imagined religious war.
I really don’t understand what has happened,
When we stopped being logical and informed,
When we started believing in the oligarch’s fairytales,
When we became cultists to the media.
All I know is that changes are coming
So be careful what you wish for.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do you see the sloth in slumber
Ever exhausted in his laziness?
The world passes by;
His life and circumstances change
Right before his eyes, but he cares not.
His food becomes tainted by poison and profit,
His means of survival gets cut down from under him,
Yet these do not prod him to action.
Those charged with his care seek to destroy him.
They smile and whisper in their deceitful hushed tones
Then with a fury they beat him down from his limb.
O’ poor lowly sloth, if only you were the mighty tiger;
Perhaps then you would sink your fangs into these vultures,
Perhaps then you would arise and assume your role in this jungle,
But nay, you prefer to wile the hours away in blindness and lethargy.
Be not surprised upon awakening one day soon that your blissful paradise…
Has become a barren wasteland.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Another season approaches fast,
Not spring nor summer nor winter nor fall.
Storming in even quicker than the last,
Loud and obnoxious like the clarion call.
Choices are growing, with more each day,
Though one seems no better than the other.
Either red or blue what more can I say,
Neither would surely be my druther.
They care not the least for the common man,
It’s all about the silver and gold.
While we struggle on the best that we can,
They tell us what we want to be told.
This same cast of characters appears every four years,
Dressed in their Brooks Brothers suits.
Except we’ve added Hillary, a bold new frontier,
Taking her share of the loot.
Politics is messy and boring at times,
But there’s so much at stake for us all.
I know that it’s early to sound warning chimes,
Though it’s better too soon than to stall.
It’s not just the President, but local too,
It starts from the ground to the top.
Throwing up your hands saying what can I do,
That’s just how they hope you will stop.
There’s power in numbers if we all stand as one,
Big money can be beaten by the masses.
Let’s put them in their places before they’ve begun,
Stepping out from behind rose colored glasses.
This is our country no matter what they believe,
These thieves and liars and cheats.
Let us not have one more election to grieve,
By taking our demands to the streets.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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