Giving from the heart
Reaping rewards, enriching my soul
All for the benefit of others
This is what I strive to fulfill
Even though I am fatally flawed
Finally I realize my purpose
Understanding what it means to love
Lest I become what I most despise
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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 ~~
Give from a full heart
As if life depends on it
Because it just might
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Pain…like no other
Living–wrong side of the tracks.
Dirty and hungry;
Sunken eyes reveal sadness
Under shroud of filthy streets.
Urchins you call them,
Throwaways to be ignored,
Wastes of human flesh.
Where is your humanity?
They’re people like you and me
Children of this world
Worthy of our sympathy
Worthy of our love
You best take heed!
For one day it may be you
That is spit upon.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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A last look…Goodbye;
To this home we once called home.
Tossed out like garbage,
Circumstance counts for nothing.
Outcast by neighbors once friends.
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Stranded on the streets.
Possibility for work
Without an address,
Hopeless beyond a nightmare.
Where will our family live?
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In America
This happens far too often.
Promises broken,
Greed and profit motivate,
Leaving us impoverished.
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“Pick yourself up!”, cried,
“By what?”, when you have nothing?
An offer to help,
A chance to practice what’s preached,
This is our sacred duty.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Giving of one’s self
Revitalizes the soul
Bettering the world
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Does benevolence pain you?
It should not…
Others welfare-
Mustn’t be a cause of discomfort,
But a source of joy,
A gift of fulfillment,
Done out of obligation,
Not of demand,
Instead an obligation,
To care for your brothers,
And sisters in need,
In their moment of distress.
Time or money,
It matters not,
When done out of…
The goodness of heart.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
An outstretched hand offered to the fallen
A kind word spoken to those in distress
A shoulder to cry on for those in mourning
Offered to comfort the wounded among us
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A gentle hug to let them know you care
A tender kiss to show your affection
A stroke of the hair letting them know you are by their side
Given without condition from the goodness of a gentle heart
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A pat on the back to show appreciation
A wide knowing smile to brighten their day
A look into their eyes to acknowledge their existence
Lifting the spirits of those who suffer themselves forgotten
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All things that daily we ought to make offer
Random acts of kindness shown to our fellow man
Still in our humanness we forget these little things
Simple acts that serve to enrich our karma
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Instead we neglect our neighbors out of hand
Evading eye contact
Dismissing their difficulties
Oblivious to their losses
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Is it because we are too engaged
Or is it that we just don’t care
How sad this is
Living life absorbed in our own self-interests
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Wrapped in a box of our own making
A cocoon made from our own selfishness
Useless but as a tomb when it is our time
Unloved, unappreciated, unnoticed, will you pass on alone
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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