Pondering Things

Pondering things more now than ever

I’m finding out how little I know.

I don’t understand human nature;

Its incessant need for power,

Its unquenchable greed,

Its innate ability to hate,

Its thirst to subjugate others.

Look no farther than the news;

War is spreading at a rapid pace,

Our young men and women are sent to fight,

For what…our freedom?

Only true if freedom flows from a pump.

Their blood is being exchanged for oil,

Sounds criminal unless you are a capitalist.

Poverty is running rampant,

The rich are getting richer

While the middle-class drowns

And the poor are being mowed under.

Our children are sunk into debt

For the privilege of an education.

Education is not a privilege but a right,

Only a fool would think otherwise…

You laugh…

Well then, a fool I must be!

With no where else to turn

We look toward the government,

Corrupt, divisive, they are of no help.

No! Don’t dare pull the party card,

Your blind faith in either cesspool is deplorable.

Don’t think for a second that they care about us,

Most of us don’t have the money to buy that kind of loyalty.

These behemoths only tolerate us because they have to.

Lobbyists and corporations are their real audience

Purchasing the destruction of our environment,

Sending our jobs overseas,

Corralling wealth for the pleasure of the minority

All for the destruction of the majority.

We…are…expendable!

In the end, what do I know?

I know what this country…this world could be,

It wouldn’t take much,

Just a little love,

A little compassion,

A little humanity,

But then…I am a dreamer

Who just realized…

How little I really know.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

See Armageddon

See armageddon–

Hiding behind bombs and guns,

Deadly viruses,

Indiscriminate killing,

Murder and mayhem abound!

Worst of man exposed;

What goes around comes around

As the saying goes.

Perhaps we’ve come full circle

To pay for indiscretions.

No nation is safe.

Technology has assured

We are one world.

Hide amongst your ignorance,

But know–it cannot protect.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Lament The Death Of Our Rivers

Lament the death of our rivers,

Mourn the toxicity of our air.

Ground once fertile, now parched

Turned desert through our own creation.

Crops wilted and brown

Turn to dust in the noon day sun.

Forests deprived of their lushness

Erode with the slightest hint of rain.

Ravenous pits left barren–

Raped of their precious innocence.

Fracking and drilling–

Consequences of looming disaster ignored.

Ceaseless development choking out nature

Exterminating both the large and the small.

Extinction of whole species despised

When confronting progress.

Denying climate change as a left-wing concoction

Though science the world over proves otherwise.

I watch as all manner of pollution and greed desecrates out world.

Those that speak out are damned as tree-huggers,

Anti-free market liberals, un-American, communists, socialists, unpatriotic.

Is not defending this planet noble?

Do we not owe this fight to our children and their children?

If we can prevent further degradation do they not deserve it?

We have witnessed this day coming,

Nature has foretold of its demise for many a generation at the hands of man

Yet we chose not to see!

Ignorance my friends is not bliss,

It is selfish and egotistical,

It is born of indifference and hate,

Its offspring is ruin and our own extinction!

For what–

A few pieces of silver,

Prestige, accolades, the ivory tower?

What good is any of this if the earth succumbs to carnage?

Take a moment to look at the grandeur of what surrounds you,

This is magnificence beyond any designs of man.

Breathe its air,

Drink of its pure waters,

Gaze with wonder upon its fertile plains,

Glorious mountains, vast and tranquil oceans,

Before it is too late,

For this is true divinity without measure.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Looking Down From The Mountain

Looking down from the mountain

The lush valley below obscured,

Embraced by a sheet of ecru.

Stepping out for a breath of fresh air is a farce.

From below virtually unnoticeable,

Looking up all you can see is blue,

But the lungs know,

The eyes know,

The putrid smell gives it away.

How much more vivid would the sky be;

How much sweeter would the air be

Were it not for this festering cloud.

We are poisoned in the name of progress,

Bleeding the life blood from ourselves and our children.

So to leave the material as our legacy,

All the while destroying what is truly important

…Our planet.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Blue Skies

The Land Before Time by Michael Kittell

The Land Before Time by Michael Kittell – Jeremy’s Daily Challenge – Weekend Medley 4 January Writing Prompt

Blue skies,

Clouds of ivory,

Rain, fresh as a mountain spring,

Grass of emerald green

Under rainbows crown.

This land before time,

This land before man used it for his own gain;

Not for his survival, but for his profit.

What ever happened to taking only what you need,

Just what you require to live,

Not what you desired in greed.

Those that loved this land before time–

We called them savages;

Unworthy of sharing in its bounty.

They didn’t know any better,

They didn’t see the riches that lay before them.

Blind and ignorant in our eyes, they did not deserve it,

We slaughtered them taking what was never rightfully ours.

Our claims legally binding,

They had no paper, no contract, no right,

Trespassers, every one of them to the last,

We drove them to the verge of extinction

Like the buffalo and the wolf,

But who cares,

There will be another to take their place…or not,

It does not matter.

This land before time–

Abused, polluted, strip-mined, clear-cut, overbuilt,

Unappreciated, disrespected,

But isn’t that our way,

Take until there is nothing left to take

And leaving nothing but destruction in our wake.

A sad farewell to…

The land before time.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Prompted By Jeremy’s Daily Challenge – Weekend Medley 4 January

Liberality

credit – news.thomasnet.com

By D. R. DiFrancesco

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What is it they say,

With age comes wisdom,

This I hope and pray to be true,

Yet repeatedly this comes into question,

Seeing rigidity replace compassion.

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I’ve become an oddity,

As liberal replaces conservative,

Demonized by those on the right,

If inclusion and compassion are evil,

I am guilty as charged.

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A question, why the word liberal,

What does this mean,

Race, creed, color, do not define,

Not treating those in need as parasites,

When cut do we all not bleed.

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To be liberal is to be human,

Loving our brothers and sisters,

Sexual orientation is not a choice,

Discrimination has consequences,

Do not judge until you have walked in anothers shoes.

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Should this not be called compassionate,

Where is the evil,

You would rely on man’s goodwill to offer up benevolence,

Would you part with your fortune for the sake of another,

I think not, out of sight out of mind.

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You feel robbed…no, cheated,

Reliance on charity alone has foundered,

Those in need are not criminals,

They have not picked your pockets,

Though you cry foul and claim that they have.

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You laugh as we cry,

The spotted owl, the lizard, the toad have no voice of their own,

Clean air, clean water, clean ocean, open land,

Jokes told at meetings on Wall Street,

How sad to be held captive to money.

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Global warming…a lie you proclaim,

As premium flows into your Bentley,

Anti-capitalist scientists must be fudging the data,

Ask those afflicted by Sandy,

Say goodbye to the polar bear.

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You hoard your cash and earthly possessions,

Showing nary a care for your fellow man,

Nary a care for the world you so lackadaisically plunder,

What use is your great wealth to your progeny,

When you have spoiled that which sustains them.

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You call me liberal, un-American, anti-capitalist,

Your opinion means little to me,

If greed and inhumanity are what make me American,

Then I bow out of this club,

I’d rather you thank me for making this a better world in spite of you.