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National Rifle Association

Never enough death for their liking

Always responding with “more guns”

This never seems to solve anything

It simply exacerbates the problem

Our constitution was meant to be fluid

Not fixed in the past

As times change so must it change

Lest we be captive to our founders

 

Read Jefferson

In his infinite wisdom he prayed it to progress

Fitting the needs of future generations

Left to our own vices we have failed

Every time a death occurs with gun-in-hand

 

Aren’t the lives lost worthy of discussion

Society says it has progressed

Sadly…I do not see it

Only more violence met with the promise of violence

Calls for change go unheeded

Instead they are met with angry rhetoric

Attacking anyone who disagrees

Toughening of gun laws is not outrageous

It is common sense

Only a savage society would disagree

Now let the games continue

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Reaping What We Sow

Reaping what we sow;

Hatred only breeds hatred

As history proves.

See the neverending wars,

The eternal racism.

 

Turning a blind eye;

Pretending it doesn’t live

Does not make it true.

Ever since nine eleven

War has been never ceasing.

 

Ferguson…murder,

Baltimore, New York City

Charleston…again murder!

Racial hatred at its worst,

Plantation mentality.

 

This land of the free

Has sadly become a myth…

Just look at the news.

We are in shackles to war,

Racism, hatred and greed.

 

Sadly we don’t see

We are mice on the treadmill

Blindly taking bait.

I guess it really is true…

We are reaping what we’ve sown.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Laid to Final Rest

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Laid to final rest

With a farewell and kind words.

Eulogies given;

The famous and powerful

Came to pay their last respects.

 

But is this enough,

We’ve been down this road before;

It’s paved with their blood.

Is this just more lip service

Paid to appease the people?

 

As the saying goes,

Actions speak louder than words,

This can’t be denied.

Maybe the edge has been reached

Finally putting an end to the hate.

 

Only time will tell

If these deaths have been for naught.

With man at the wheel

Anything is possible,

But I for one hope for change.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Confederate Flag

Confederate flag–

Symbol of our darkest time,

Human slavery.

Prideful in their ignorance

There are those still full of hate.

 

Don’t they understand,

There are wounds as yet unhealed–

Open and bleeding.

Each raising stings of poured salt

In an already deep gash.

 

I weep for their pain.

Have they not suffered enough

At your racist hands?

The shame is you don’t see it

Being blinded by false pride.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Darkness Falls Upon Angel Choir

Darkness falls upon angel choir

Heaven mourns the funeral pyre.

 

Senseless death, skins evening shade

With their lives by hatred paid.

 

No justification nor reason exists

For racism and prejudice to persist.

 

The sixties clearly were not the end

For Black Lives Matter we must defend.

 

How sad it is hate thrives this day

Hunting others like birds of prey.

 

The south has risen, of this I fear

Though reason why is not so clear.

 

As house of God nor fortress strong

Could save their lives from evil long.

 

Nay, I did not know them, but it matters not

They did not deserve this deadly plot.

 

I mourn this day for humanities loss

As beautiful lives have paid the cost

 

Again and again hate rears its head

And every time folks wind up dead

 

Ask this question, if you think you can

Is this really the promised land?

 

For some perhaps, but others no

This is no sitcom or drama show.

 

These lives are real they’re flesh and blood

They need not perish in a godless flood.

 

Perhaps if we stand against hatreds rule

We’ll cast them down into the fiery pool.

 

And raise this nation into Heaven’s light

By doing what we know is truly right.

 

~~ 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 ~~

 

Violence Erupts

Violence erupts

Does it really make your case

It could be a trap

Turning the cause into crime

Hoping the message is lost

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Anger Spilling O’er

Anger spilling o’er,

Flashes of violence burn

Though not sure it helps.

Those in authority point

Proclaiming, “See they are thugs!”

It’s not that simple!

Centuries of abuse live,

Their pain is not quelled,

Wounds scarred are ripped wide open,

Dried blood turns and flows freely.

We have learned nothing.

Seemingly daily there’s death

Because of color.

Where’s accountability?

It’s hidden behind a wall

…and that wall is blue.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Racism Lives On (Tanka)

Racism lives on

Examples emerge daily

On the local news

Has anything really changed

Except the wall calendar

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~