Why I Ask Is It That We Choose To Destroy

Why I ask is it that we choose to destroy,

Leaving vast swaths of land ravaged,

Acres of ocean uninhabitable,

Water unfit for consumption,

Farms barren of life-giving crops,

Forests clear cut for human development

Exploitation of the gifts given to mankind,

Simply…I do not know!

Why is it that we deny the evidence,

Oceans rising to previously unrecorded levels,

Temperatures, the hottest in history,

Storms, perfect and oh so deadly,

Property destroyed and lives lost,

Still we refuse to believe,

Why–I do not know!

Why is it that we allow ourselves to be victims,

Plagued by profiteers,

Suffocated by our government,

Tolerant of our polarization,

Blind to our abuses,

Living as pawns to the powerful,

Yet we choose to ignore,

Why, I haven’t a clue!

Why we have allowed this to happen, I do not know,

We have become complacent,

Allowing our fellows to trample our dreams,

Stifling that which is our destiny

Instead of finding common ground,

Leaving us more distant than ever.

I wish I knew how to fix the ills of this world,

But I do not!

I like you, am only a temporary inhabitant,

Borrowing my time in this life.

Why must we destroy this precious world

Poisoning ourselves and those we love

With words and chemicals?

Material gain and profit are fleeting like this existence.

Shouldn’t we endeavor to make the most of what we’ve been given?

Isn’t this what it means to be human,

To use what we need leaving the rest for our future?

Perhaps I am naive,

A dreamer,

Or just hopeful,

But I must believe that it is not too late

For man to overcome his arrogance and greed.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Hatred and Violence

I sleep confident I’ve done my best,

Only to wake uncertain.

Insecure in myself,

Insecure in the craziness of this world,

The later feeds ravenously on the other;

Draining optimism as if water from a pond,

Leaving it dry, cracked — until it turns to dust.

Periodic lulls slowly renew my faith in man,

Spirits rise, the pond of optimism refills

Then in one spectacular moment it is gone,

Evaporating into the heavens,

By one stroke of ignorance or violence.

The reasons mystify;

Inexplicable to all but the perpetrators.

What’s to be gained?

Frivolous violence and hatred achieve nothing,

But to instill fear and hate in others otherwise uninclined.

This is not an accomplishment!

It is the perpetuation of discontent.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~