Could this life be Hell
Meant to test our mortal souls
Through torment and pain
Nothing is impossible
In the wisdom of God’s plan
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Farewell Knights Templar
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The blood curdling scream from the dungeon below,
Made John pray to God for the hangman’s gallows.
This soldier of God stripped of vestments so pure,
Now nameless and faceless a test he was sure.
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I’ve done what was asked by king, country and Pope
In exchange for a promise to Heaven elope.
If I fall in battle to those savages in the east,
To sling, bow and arrow or some other horrid beast.
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Instead I’m betrayed by the kinsman I protect;
By cowards and fools those insignificant specks.,
Hiding behind crown whilst I lay on this rack,
Fingers and toes broke while they flail on my back.
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These charges of heresy are baseless and false,
I’ll deny to my death, to my last beating pulse.
Phillip IV King of motherland France,
Cooked up this scheme devious to embolden his stance.
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Our riches and land to be his at all costs,
No matter the lives of the Templar that are lost.
Castle and fortress captured by the crown,
Confiscated before Pope Clement could resound.
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This murderous thief will be judged before God,
Without royal finements, naked and unshod.
Surely he’ll be banished to Hades for his crimes,
Whilst I’ll be looking down on his torment for all times.
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Justice will be served though draw and quarter is my fate,
I long for the Lord at Saint Peter’s pearly gate.
For the righteous will receive promised Heaven’s just due,
Whilst river of fire awaits souls of evil to be threw.
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Soon my dear comrades in paradise I will join,
Those of you who’ve gone before by the heathen on the coin.
We’ll reap our sweet vengeance on this coward of the throne,
He’ll burn in Hell, consumed by fire, for eternity alone.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Nothing But Blackness – A Haiku
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I draw closed my eyes
Seeing nothing but blackness
Is this destiny
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Comedy and Tragedy – A Tanka
Living this stage show
Scripted as Heaven or Hell
So Shakespearean
At times its a comedy
At others a tragedy
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Magdalene – A Haiku
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Wife of Jesus Christ
Or repentent sinful wretch
The Saint Magdalene
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sin and Goodness
Sin and goodness
Are separated by a razors edge.
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This pair expounded
By the fallible minds of men.
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One only need look internal
To see their own fallibilities.
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A query is begged of you;
Are the sins of the single mother,
Who resorts to harlotry to feed her children,
Any greater a sin in the eyes of God
Than those of the wealthy who hoard their riches
While ignoring the plight of the poor and infirm?
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True sin resides in greed and contempt,
Goading sin from otherwise good souls.
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The mothers desperation urged by good intent,
While the wealthy was compelled
Out of selfishness and pomposity.
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Lines between sin and goodness blur
Through the perceptions of man.
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Objectivity escapes us in our passion;
Making us the poorest of judges.
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Would not their fates be best left
To the sagacity of God?
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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
The Wretch Within
Mirror shattered,
Bluish-green razor edge inviting,
Showing me pieces of who I used to be,
In fractured frames,
Blurring the lines of my worn and weary face.
To go on seems pointless,
In light of the disappointment I’ve sown in my life,
What relief cool glass to flesh would bring,
Were it not for the disappointment it would usher,
The woes of family and friends,
The abomination I would be before God,
The cowardice of my soul,
The greater Hell I would face.
Maybe this life is the biblical Hell,
Perhaps everything hereafter is Heavenly,
I do not know,
I can not know,
These things beyond the knowledge of man,
Revealed as mystery whilst I breath.
Of this I am certain, I will carry my burden,
Not for me as I am beyond hope,
But for those around me,
To prevent the shame of my imperfections.
Maybe this is the cross that I must bear,
Heavy…splinters piercing my flesh,
Wretched in this worldly skin.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Godlessness
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I do not question the existence of God,
I question the existence of godlessness
Ever so pervasive in this hedonistic world.
So sure am I that even the inattentive cannot be blind,
Look around you, everywhere around you,
Do you not see the mountains, oceans, rivers, flowers,
Do you not see the sun, the moon, the stars above,
Do you not see your mother, father, wife, children?
All right before you,
Shining examples of the goodness of the Creator.
Step back, for just a moment, from the materialism that cripples you,
Look to the sky,
Feel the sun on your face,
Smell the fragrance of a rose,
Embrace those that you love,
These are all gifts from God,
Not to be taken for granted,
Not some random creation, weird science or cosmic coincidence.
Beauty lies all around you as it alway has,
If only you will open your eyes,
Open your hearts,
Open your minds,
To the greatness of the Maker.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Seeking Answers – A Tanka
Tormented souls weep
Looking skyward for answers
Like astronomers
Seeking what can not be seen
With the naked eye of man
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Vision in White
Light…blinding as weary eyes struggle to see
A vision from lore, dressed in white
Stands before me with outstretched hand
“Walk with me.”, he whispered
I, incapable of uttering a word,
Am I mute,
Am I stunned to silence
I cannot fathom
As unshod feet touch the naked floor
I place trembling hand– in hand
“Be not afraid.”, spoken with a tender smile
“I’m not.”, escapes from parched lips
Peace washes over me as I shuffle
Lead by the kindly stranger
Toward the light nearer and brighter
I was not afraid– to my surprise
Weariness replaced with joy
I longed to reach our unbeknownst destination
Enveloped in the warmth of the light
My Guide in white became clear
Eyes opened wide
Heaven lay boundlessly before me
I was in the hand of God
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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