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Hatred and Violence

I sleep confident I’ve done my best,

Only to wake uncertain.

Insecure in myself,

Insecure in the craziness of this world,

The later feeds ravenously on the other;

Draining optimism as if water from a pond,

Leaving it dry, cracked — until it turns to dust.

Periodic lulls slowly renew my faith in man,

Spirits rise, the pond of optimism refills

Then in one spectacular moment it is gone,

Evaporating into the heavens,

By one stroke of ignorance or violence.

The reasons mystify;

Inexplicable to all but the perpetrators.

What’s to be gained?

Frivolous violence and hatred achieve nothing,

But to instill fear and hate in others otherwise uninclined.

This is not an accomplishment!

It is the perpetuation of discontent.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Childish Insecurity

By D. R. DiFrancesco

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Its a masquerade,

Decorated in random shades of color,

All to hide the true self from you.

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I am ashamed of the real me,

For what reason I do not know,

Afraid I might be thought less of.

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Oh the pure foolishness,

A game played solely in my mind,

Grounded in a child’s fantasy.

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The excruciating pain of insecurity,

Every face a mirrored distortion of me,

Laughing, whispering, looking away.

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They avert their eyes,

As if glimpsing some hideous monster,

There’s nowhere to hide.

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What a horrible delusion,

I fabricate my own nightmares,

Without the comfort of slumber.

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Travails have haunted me,

Ripping confidence asunder,

Though time after time I’ve overcome.

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So ingrained is this sense of doubt,

It is woven into my being,

Like an old friend I could scarcely do without.

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Still each new day is a struggle,

A torment to beat back,

Another chance for me to rise above myself.

Image: Standford University