“What what the hell do you want from me”; John screamed at his crying wife! No matter how much overtime he worked there was never enough money to cover the bills.
The only thing he could think of was that maybe it was time to cash in the life insurance.
~~ 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 ~~
Worry can consume
When it’s out of our control
A bold leap of faith
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
My face,
A dark reflection rippling in the deep, black of the water.
My soul,
Tainted by the depth of corruption this our world.
My heart,
Cold and pained from the lack of humanity and love.
My mind,
Tormented by the illogic that man inflicts on man.
My body,
Ravaged and aged beyond its years from stress and pain.
My faith,
Broken by the intolerance and hatred shown toward our fellow man.
My life,
Stunted by feelings of helplessness.
My wish,
That all these agonies can be healed
Then, like a cold stone wall, reality hits me,
Breaking my spirit and my will.
As I watch the demons of history
Resurrected time and time again.
Will we never learn?
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Image Credit: dollarforamerica.org
The cries of children
Parents look on through their tears
Hunger still exists
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In the audience
I watch this worldly play
With tears in my eyes
A tragedy unfolding
WIthout an intermission
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
My dearest of friends
Though our paths have never crossed
Call me your brother
Fall into my outstretched arms
I will be there to catch you
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Image Credit – thinkprogress.org
An infant’s cry shatters another sleepless night
A mother, devoid of life sustaining nectar clutches her baby to her breast
A father weeps silently, drinking in his plight as if hemlock
Sadness shelters the family under its ramshackle peak
Hopelessness feeds their malnourished appetites
What excuse can be waged in this modern year
Brown or white, skin is of no significance
It is not a barrier to the ravages of hunger and poverty
Saying it does not exist does not make it so
As ignorance is not an excuse for blindness
Is there not enough for all
Are not sunken eyes and bloated bellies reason to intervene
Reason to give voice to the cries that no one hears
To tears shed that no one sees
To dreams dreamt that no one believes
Compassion and empathy must foster change
The sighted must open the eyes of the blind
The deaf must be compelled to hear
This is humanities charge
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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