Procrastination
Tomorrow’s another day
Until they run out
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Procrastination
Tomorrow’s another day
Until they run out
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
So demanding, so selfish,
Looking out for “me” and me alone.
Didn’t your mother tell you,
Play nice and share.
When denied–anger rages,
Desires, like flames burn.
When left unchecked
Humanity suffers;
Feeding materialism,
Hunger for power,
Loss of compassion.
There is no peace,
Thirst cannot be quenched,
Enough is never enough
Needing ever more to survive.
Without spirit
The monster is revealed.
Without love and compassion
The host becomes a shell
Succumbing to the alter.
Tyrants and despots
Know this far too well.
Do not fall victim to this knave
For the path can lead to darkness.
You are the master–
Demand subservience
As if your soul depends on it
From the spoiled child,
…Ego.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I ache for you,
Nerve endings strain against the skin that represses them.
Agony and ecstasy bound into one vessel
Waiting to draw you close and ravage you.
This–a torture worse than a thousand deaths
I would not trade.
Nay–the devil may try to lead this soul astray,
But he will surely fail.
You, my beloved, are all that this unworthy beast desires.
The scent of your hair,
The softness of your silky skin
Caressed under my calloused hands,
Your love, though I am flawed and fragile
Is all that I desire.
I offer my heart, soul, blood and bone to you,
No conditions, free for your taking.
What more can I give than my life
Which was yours from conception.
You are my destiny, my love, my life,
The one that I live for
…And the one I would gladly die for.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I saw the mountain
And it called me to conquer
But I shyed away
Too terrified of the climb
To reach my full potential
I~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blinded by incessant greed,
You care not how it is acquired.
Crushing the lowly ant beneath designer wingtips
Screams for mercy go unheeded muffled in their death.
Prodded from birth a loss shall not be suffered,
Now so ingrained is it that you know no other way.
Color green, dreams of dollars, pounds, yen, your consummate brides,
You see nothing else, you see no inequity, no poverty.
Devoured by loathing, oblivious to anything but self
You despise those you view as vagrants, leeches, sycophants,
Treating them as rubbish though you know not their stories.
No time do you have for the common good,
Nor anyone or anything but your deepest desire.
Leaving all else to ride the wave of your deadly hate
While you strive to romance your lover…greed.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Inspirational Quote: From the deepest desires often come the deadliest hate – Socrates
Jem Farmer the Boi Poet – Poetry Prompt – Three on Friday – 23 August 2013
Cloudless brilliant sky
A perfect flawless diamond
Another world
Open to infinity
Leading skyward toward heaven
Something desired
Regardless of religion
Though some deny it
If we look deeply within
We realize that it is true
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~