The Worker

You blame the unions,

You blame the American worker,

Moving your plants overseas.

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You say we want too much.

Is a decent quality of life too much,

A living wage to raise our families.

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You take no blame on yourself,

Your greedy shareholders,

Gnarled hands outstretched,

Grasping for a greater piece of the pie.

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You cry, profits are down;

Consumers aren’t buying!

You take our jobs away

Giving them to those in the third world.

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No job, no money, no spending,

Where is your logic?

You ask for more from us

Giving us less for our labors,

Yet our bleeding is still not enough.

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Our blood, our sweat means nothing,

No longer are we people,

No longer do you show us loyalty.

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Profits reign king in your corrupt world

And we are merely paupers,

Struggling in your greed poisoned kingdom.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Greatest Rewards – A Tanka

Life’s greatest rewards

Friendship, love, marriage, children

So easily lost

Succumbing to deadly sin

Destroys all that we treasure

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Beauty Surrounds

Beauty surrounds,

If we only take time to observe.

Caught in the trap of modernity,

Should we not exalt these wonders,

For the sanctity of nature,

Is most breathtaking to behold.

Our towering buildings, bridges, fountains, sculptures,

All the great works of the ages do not compare.

Man’s achievements are but specks,

Mere blemishes woven into this worldly fabric.

The Grand Canyon, Niagara Falls, the giant redwoods,

the mighty Mississippi, the Rocky Mountains,

Overshadow anything man’s simple mind could envision.

Yet through our mortal determination

We destroy the masterpiece that sustains us.

Let us slow down…

Take a moment to appreciate what surrounds us

Before we further damage this gift we have been given

Leaving nothing but ugliness and regret

To those that will follow.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~