Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness

Life, liberty and

The pursuit of happiness

Words that we hold dear

Except in Rowan County

Where you must be straight as well

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Darkness Approaches

Darkness approaches

Yet we don’t see it coming.

We have been lied to,

Betrayed by our government.

Still…many among us cheer.

Maybe I’m confused

When those affected revel.

Blindly happy;

Ignoring their own demise

…One day soon the sky will fall.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Corporate Muscles Flexed Once Again

Corporate muscles flexed once again,

Trampling the rights of the common man.

What fools believe that corporations are people?

Why does one person’s belief trump that of another?

Where is the judicial in all of this?

Are they not charged with protecting the people’s rights?

They have become political tyrants,

Partisan and putrid as the legislative and executive.

“We The People” has become a joke;

Something relegated to the past,

Something we look back fondly on that once existed,

But sadly exist no more.

Individuals have no power to enact change

Where money and business rule.

Silenced by the dollar, we are ignored.

Was this erected in our framework,

Was this what the founders intended,

That man should be subjugated by greed and profit?

We cry foul at those who infringe on human and civil rights,

Yet we are nothing but hypocrites,

Infringing on the rights of our own.

There is no fairness under the law,

There is no justice under the law,

Unless you can afford to buy it.

Raise the gavel…

We’ve sold out to the highest bidder!


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Life’s Drama

As drama unfolds

Hiding insecurity

I am wondering

Why do I question myself

When I should just be happy

This tears at my soul

Leaving a hole I can’t fill

Even though I try

Can this be considered fair

In the grand scheme of my life


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Unalike at Birth

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By D. R. DiFrancesco


I ran the race, but tripped and fell,

The starter’s pistol heard clear as a bell.


They say we start out as equals its true,

Sadly the shortest of fates straws I drew.


The field is not level, its slanted you see,

The caste at your birth influences who you will be.


Yes this can change its not written in stone,

You’ll have to push harder and higher alone.


Your families old money makes for a pre-made man

While I scratch and I claw doing all that I can.


As I’m running my race I can see you ahead,

Getting farther and farther from the path that I tread.


You claim we are the same from conception to birth,

My mother cleans houses, what’s your Daddy’s net worth.


The systems unfair, some say evil and cruel,

Treating those of less fortune as inconvenient and worthless fools.


Because you say this is not so does not make it true,

I work as hard if not harder than many of you do.


Still I live paycheck to paycheck without a spare dime,

Hoping and praying someday good fortune in turn will be mine.


I would change my condition if only time would allow,

But with work, home, and family to their pressures I must bow.


You laugh and call us stupid behind country club doors,

We are those that wait on you, clean up after you and shine your marble floors.


How dare you proclaim that this system is fair,

From your ivory towers, sprawling mansions, and mountain top lairs.


Remember there are those far less fortunate than you,

Born without the golden slipper, silver spoon our betterment you subdue.


I look forward to the day when in my shoes you must walk,

Maybe then you’ll show compassion and stifle harsh talk.


Until then I will struggle and work ‘til I drop,

Pray the system will change and this punishment stop.


When fairness for all is the law in this land,

Maybe then we can solve our problems walking arm in arm and hand in hand.