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Kindness shown others
Returns in greater numbers
Enriching the soul
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Kindness – Haiku
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Just Another Day in the Promised Land
Homeless mother and child – csindy.com
By D. R. DiFrancesco
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Dirty faces streaked with tears,
Revealing the shell of who they were,
In silence they live their greatest fears,
Passing by, you pray they do not stir.
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Their homes a box, a shantytown,
No cover from rain, sleet or snow,
Living with luck or fate torn down,
With arrogance you look away from those below.
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Sisters, brothers, mothers, fathers,
They too were once like you,
Annoyed you pass, you can’t be bothered,
With these paupers, beggars and shrews.
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They did not ask for their station in life,
For many, no fault of their own,
They huddle with daughter, son and wife,
On these sidewalks and alleys alone.
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Lift yourself up and make your own way,
With what, is a question to be asked,
Struggling to eat day to day,
There’s no time for their plight to be masked.
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A little compassion would go a long way,
Helping pick up our fellow man,
With food and warmth and a safe place to stay,
Simple basics since time began.
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So many are one paycheck away,
From the life these nightmares are made of,
In darkness they hope to keep poverty at bay,
Saying prayers to their God in Heaven above.
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From that vagrant you see do not dart your eyes,
Instead offer an honest helping hand,
Remember the innocent child who cries,
Dirty, hungry and homeless in this promised land.
The Cruelest Loss
By D. R. DiFrancesco
Words can be kind but you prefered cruel
Thrown like a javelin
Piercing my still beating heart
What angry motives you display
Spewed like a child pouting and juvenile
But you are not a child
Those years are long past
Yet you refused to show restraint
Did I wound you
If so, I beg your pardon, for this was not my intention
Malice is not in my nature
You know this better than anyone
Can you ever forgive me my ignorance
For I know not where I erred
Clairvoyance has always eluded me
As does the cause of our rift
I’ve tried repeatedly to make amends
But my cries go unanswered
We have been confidants for a lifetime
Oh how it pains me that we cannot ford this divide
Yet my hope blossoms
That the hurt can be soothed
Reuniting us once more
Their Call to Arms
By D. R. DiFrancesco
In irony and ignorance you call for war,
This, your answer to everything,
The conflicts we are in, we ask you what for,
While young men and women are daily dying.
For better or worse you are angrily passing,
Giving hope to those of us left behind,
You claw and you scratch with teeth you are gnashing,
Leaving bones and a legacy time will grind.
Our world is changing, but you refuse to see,
Guns and bombs are not the resolution,
Compassion and dialogue, the answer must be,
Death and destruction are not the solution.
To this you cry weak and unpatriotic,
You betray the American way,
These musings you suffer are scrambled and psychotic,
Traitorous if we don’t obey.
Your incessant call to arms is antiquated and outdated,
Straining relations, feeding global hatred,
The logic of your arguments are often debated,
Among those who hold the value of life sacred.
Your visions and violence are in the minority,
Still you cling to your dictatorial views,
The lambs they follow your odious seniority,
Instead of exercising their right to choose.
Would not diplomacy and friendship be a better choice,
Offering guidance and respect instead of demands,
Band together with one mind and a united voice,
Lending credence to cooler heads and calmer hands.
The Grand Discovery
My reflection in the mirror,
A vision of the anti-me,
Not of flesh and blood,
Who am I?
What defines me?
A grandson,
A son,
A husband,
A parent,
I am all of these,
And yet I am none of these,
Reaching inside myself,
My essence floods over me,
I am so much more.
A poet,
A musician,
A story teller,
A friend,
Passionate and compassionate,
Creative and thoughtful,
Not merely what I outwardly project.
Yet who am I,
That remains a question for which I have no answer,
Ever evolving, I am constantly reborn,
Constantly discovering and rediscovering,
That which makes me…me.
The Vow – A Poem
By D. R. DiFrancesco
I could never find fault in you,
My soul lashed to yours won’t permit it,
Kindness envelopes your heart,
The warm inviting happiness in your smile
Blinds me to what others may see.
In my tribulation you have always been there,
Sickness and health has been no barrier,
My sadness washed away by your tears,
Nothing more could I ask of you,
All I could hope to repay, to return like kindness.
At my worst you stood by me,
Taking my hand to your lips,
A gentle kiss to reassure me,
Comforting me in your glow,
Inspiring my belief that everything would be okay.
When my strength weakend,
Bedridden and afflicted, you reinforced me,
Loving me without condition,
Honoring our vows,
Until I was strong again in my own flesh.
My friend through every storm,
I couldn’t ask for a better mate,
We are in union,
Syncronized to this lifes time,
My passion, my devotion, my love.
For the Love of Money (A Poem)
Do we know what heavens lie
Beyond those which we create for ourselves
Toiling to caress all that mortal wealth can acquire
Pushing aside that which is more precious.
Forage on with meaningless tasks if you must
Avoiding those to be held so dear
Putting distance between you and your loving child
For fortune and fame so fleeting.
You treasure that which lasts so briefly
Misguided steps divert your moral path
Placing that which is corporeal above what is sacred
Leaving family and friendships to suffer and drown.
Set opulence and copiousness in their proper place
Share abundance with those living in stark scarcity
Rekindle your union to spouse and child
For nothing in this world can be taken with you.
Loves Transformation
By D. DiFrancesco
Fires burn,
They start out white hot
Then cool to a shimmering blue.
It’s not that the flame has diminished
The passion still glows, but its appearance changes with time.
We find comfort in one another, by being in each other’s presence.
A look,
Says more than words ever could.
Nothing can be said that you haven’t already heard.
Love, anger, sadness, all my feelings expressed in a glance
Sometimes I think you know me better than I know myself.
Maybe you do after all these years.
A caress,
Something tender and sweet
Your warmth, skin against skin, your beauty
Isn’t it fascinating how each of life’s seasons seems frozen in time?
My vision of you, still a twenty-something
So precious to me because of the spirit that is you.
Our lives,
The bond we share through adulation
Through friendship, endearment, and adoration
We have become one.
That nothing in heaven or earth can decimate.
My best friend, mate, and truelove for all eternity.
Dom DiFrancesco 