Times They Are A Changin

Times they are a changin,

An older guard struggles for relevance.

They long for the days of Reagan,

June Cleaver and Leave it to Beaver,

White picket fences and segregated neighborhoods,

Gays in the closet and women in the kitchen,

Marriage between one man one woman,

But O’ the times they are a changin.

Their anger turns extreme

Because their “perfect” little world is slipping away.

Reagan is gone,

But his policies live on that helped destroy this country,

Picket fences are in shambles after the housing collapse,

Racism is on your front page and you don’t like it,

The Cleavers and Leave it to Beaver

Are relegated to late night reruns…

Nobody buys this crap anymore,

Gays are our neighbors, they’re on TV, the radio, in politics…

The closet has been cleaned out,

Couches and fast food have left our kitchens cold and empty,

While John and Tom and Sue and Jane can say “I do” without shame.

So fight if you will, fight if you must, but…

O’ these times are a changin!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

The Sun, Moon and Stars

The sun, moon and stars

Watch wide-eyed in amazement

Foolishness of man

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Hatred Breeds Hatred

Hatred breeds hatred

How do you think children learn

Taught in the womb…no

Children are blind to color

Until it’s been pointed out

You’re handing it down

Perpetuating the hate

By your words and deeds

You should hang your head in shame

Ignorance is no excuse

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Civil Rights Movement

Civil rights movement

Alive and well in our young

Picking up the torch

We hoped these days passed

Only to smoulder again

Into raging fire

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Black Smoke Wafts Skyward

Black smoke wafts skyward

Baltimore the latest nail

To be pounded home

How many more before the

Coffin is sealed and buried

Repeated killing

Just a different city

Will we never learn

These–our brothers and sisters

Share the same constitution

But not the same rights

They are treated as lesser

By their skin color

Disgusting as it may be

This is our America

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Faded Asphalt Riddled with Glass and Stone

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Faded asphalt riddled with glass and stone

Scorched deep black by disenfranchised frustration.

Called thugs and lawless, anger bubbles over,

But still nothing has changed.

The sixties are alive in well in the twenty-first century.

Civil rights are still just a dream for many

Though we’d like to believe otherwise.

So what! Segregation has been legally abolished,

The back of the bus is no longer reserved,

But what the law cannot abolish is racism.

It cannot regulate the prejudice minds of man,

It cannot extract it from our senses,

Perhaps blindness is the answer,

Plucking of the eyes from the skull.

What else can save this species,

It has been on this spiral for eternity?

Look at our history!

Enslavement, segregation, discrimination,

Poverty, lynchings, so little progress.

Yes, some of these have faded,

Replaced by polite prejudice,

But still nothing has changed.

Perhaps one day,

The ignorant will close their eyes,

Open their hearts

And realize that color is only

…Skin deep.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Religious Freedom

Religious freedom

Legal discrimination

For modern zealots

Jesus Christ would be appalled

At your narrow mindedness

Constitutionally guaranteed

Why do we need another law

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Bringing Out The Worst (Tanka)

Bringing out the worst

The anonymity

Of technology

Accountability lost

Amongst the zeros and ones
     

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Brokenness (Acrostic)

Blame, cursed blame eats at the soul

Recusing the heart from feeling…loving

Oblivions incessant darkness shadows every breath

Knocking on every door selling its wretched wares

Even goodness recognized is stymied by the gauntlet

Nothing is permitted passage for fear of pain

No one is let beyond the citadel’s ramparts

Entry can not be bought as the heart’s gate is closed

Strangled by pity and destined for loneliness

Sadness ravages because we cannot let go

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Lover’s Broken Heart

Lover’s broken heart

What thrives in the aftermath

But bitterness…hate

Weeds choke off one’s passion

Leaving nothing but wasteland

In trepidation

Pain foments until putrid

Romance the victim

With trust shattered like blown glass

The wounds bleed until bled out

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~