We See The Light Ahead

We see the light ahead through splintered shores,

At once familiar and comforting is now gone.

Man labors with back and hand in attempt to restore

All that growing up we cherished most fond.

This eternal fight we fight against nature’s mother

Seldom permits us a chance to win.

An emboldened adversary unlike any other,

One we’ve struggled against since time began.

Still we battle her in the most reckless of ways

Settling on shores in storm fronts path.

Destruction and death like the end-of-days;

Consequences suffered by the masters wrath.

As time passes–in weakness we forget

Under crystal skies and the calming blue sea.

Rebuilding what was lost without worry or regret,

Ignoring natures warnings by choosing not to flee.

As history has proven this will happen again,

Crushing what we make like a house of cards.

Then just like before we will struggle and mend,

Sweeping away the timber and shards.

What do we expect when we challenge the Almighty

By rebuking the call to heed his demands.

Instead doing what we please–never contritely,

Choosing to suffer rather than follow his commands.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Events, Cohabitors of Life’s Stage

Events, cohabitors of life’s stage,

Script our actions like the strings of the puppeteer.

We are helpless, dribbling fools

In the glaring light of potential tragedy.

With nary a warning, change can be thrust upon us,

Rendering us helpless like children.

How awful the feeling,

Being strangled by crises uninvited, we succumb.

What does the universe want from us,

Constantly testing our resolve,

Raining on our parade ‘til we drown;

Then as if a cruel joke, tragedy is replaced by joy,

Happiness diluting stress.

Not that we ever hoped for the worst,

But that it had never transpired at all.

In retrospect doesn’t this all go toward our maturation;

Making us whole, defining who we are

And who we will become.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~