Terrorist Looming

Terrorists looming

Hidden amongst the shadows

They’ve no need to act

We are already afraid

Thanks to our politicians

 

Without a shot fired

We’ve cowered and raised the flag

Handing them the win

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Searching for True Love

Searching for true love

Can consume you like quick sand

Do not allow it

Take time…open yourself up

The risk is worth the reward

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Shadowy Creatures

Shadowy creatures

Thrive in absolute darkness,

What is it they seek?

Are they feasting on my fears

Or do they desire blood?

 

Real or imagined

They torture me just the same.

This…my illusion

Has become reality,

Whether I like it or not.

 

The mind truly can

Be such a terrible thing…

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Feelings of Despair

Feelings of despair

Brought on by this hectic world,

Hopelessness abounds.

Could our connectedness be to blame;

Glowing screens of every shape and size?

Even in sleep there is no rest

For the modern mind will not quiet.

Discerning truth from fiction is ever more daunting

With the right and left screaming for attention.

I’ve forgotten what silence is like,

No notifications, no ringing, no television

…A simpler time.

Could it be time to power off

Leaving all things electronic black and lifeless?

It’s undeniable that those times were happier,

That families talked and people listened.

We walked with our heads up and smiles on our faces

Instead of head down and into poles.

Maybe twenty four hour news, tweets and likes are a cancer

Feasting on our teetering sanity.

I am a realist, I know the past is the past

To which we will never return,

But maybe a little self imposed downtime is in order

Just for a bit of nostalgia.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Feeding On Our Fears

Feeding on our fears,

Our bones ripe for the picking,

Vultures every one.

Everyday a new horror

New people, places and things.

 

You must be gifted

WIth visions of the future

At your fingertips.

Can you sense the sarcasm

Dripping from each written word?

 

With an artist’s flare

You paint the grimmest picture

Of Hell here on earth

Done just for your benefit

And this nation’s war machine.

 

With impure motives

Your aim is not to protect

It is to profit,

Using blood as currency

To swell your coffers.

 

Now I must ask you

With sincere undue respect…

Define terrorist!

Not exclusive to Islam

So…if the shoe fits wear it.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Darkness Swoops in Like Shadow Cast by the Raven

Darkness swoops in like shadow cast by the raven;

A figment of imagination created by a troubled mind

Or reality, black and foreboding stealing a bit of sanity.

It is impossible to truly know which is which.

 

Fearing the worst, confidence is crushed to dust

Taking with it any semblance of normalcy

And scattering it to the four winds with each living breath.

O’ demon, take not my last shred of humanness

For fear that it may never return.

 

Tell me…what is it that you so hungrily desire!

Feasting on my deepest thoughts and dreams,

Why must you torment with such expectations of disaster?

Take leave…retreat with this illness back to the shadows

I shalt not be enslaved by thy razored talens.

 

Should survival not be my destiny, I shall take leave of my senses

Knowing that I fought to the bitter and bloody end.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Lindsey Graham

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Little man

Inspiring fear,

Nostradamus of the Senate.

Do you see into the future?

Selling your snake oil to the masses

Even you can’t believe your own spiel,

Yammering on about how tough you are.

 

Give up already,

Recycled warmongering is getting old.

Aren’t you exhausted,

Haven’t your policies done enough damage?

America should be a beacon of peace not of violence.

Maybe it’s time for you to go.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Sounds of Nature

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The sounds of nature

Ominous in the darkness

Fear of the unknown

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Tragedies Shadow

Tragedies shadow

Looms large over the fallen

Raining blood and tears

Some choose to help, some to pray

Some choose to turn a blind eye

Or no choice at all

Afraid it might be too real

Who am I to judge

I cannot speak for others

As I do not know their pain

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

And Then The Earth Shook (Haiku)

And then the earth shook

Screams, tears…nowhere to run

Terror in Nepal

.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~