Symbol of greatness
Tarnished by greed and hatred.
A once proud people
Sinks deeper into ruin
While wearing a clueless stare.
They would be appalled
If only they were conscious,
But alas they aren’t
Choosing instead to live lies
Propagandized by tyrants.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Shock of all shocks!, A conclusion has arrived,
What you may ask drove me to this.
I look at this nation and its leaders that drive,
And sadly I find so much amiss.
Squabbling and indecision on the left and the right,
It’s politics at their very worst.
From top to the bottom it’s no easier a fight,
Unable to decide what to do first.
Managing from crisis to crisis is no way to proceed,
As the ball is too easily dropped.
We look to our leaders to stand up and take heed,
Of all that must be started and stopped.
From debt ceiling to healthcare, ebola, ISIS and more,
They fight each other all of the way.
Afraid am I of what may very soon be in store,
For greater horrors may come into play.
We have hearing after hearing and nothing gets done,
They are sound bites for the next campaign.
Fodder for the platform on which they will run,
With lies and aggression to inflame.
I look at the response to ebola with a smile,
This comedy of errors that it is.
The protocols, what protocols all to beguile,
What’s the answer is part of the quiz.
What do we call them–ISIS or Islamic State,
Would somebody make up their mind.
We got into this one perhaps a little too late,
Over time I am sure we will find.
In these two crisis’ congress isn’t without fault,
Ask McCain, he was friend to our foe.
Yelling arm the rebels their advance they will halt,
As always putting on quite a show.
Now congress has called a meeting, the CDC to berate,
For its failure to institute adequate tools.
It was fine leaving West Africa to suffer its fate,
Denying funding like cold hearted fools.
Messages are mixed on all things from above,
Agreeing on nothing is their way.
Failing to compromise when push comes to shove,
I suppose this is how things will stay.
So what is the conclusion from this long winded rant,
More trouble ahead is surely brewing.
Our government is broken and their solutions are scant,
I’m confident they don’t know what they are doing!
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Imperfect system
Still, it is better than most
Even when it fails
Of little consolation
To the living or the dead
~~ Dominic DiFrancesco ~~
With irony I look back on July the fourth,
Commemorating separation from the British Crown.
Decrying aristocrats and their gorging worth
And the treatment of their subjects trampling down.
Open your eyes and look at us now,
Governed and judged by aristocrats galore.
Expected to beg, grovel and bow
Just as we did to King George before.
Over two hundred years we’ve learned nothing it’s clear
As again we submit to the court and its king.
Giving away what we should have held dear
For the promise of a golden ring.
This golden ring offered in hopes to divide
The right from the left I am sure
Confusing the masses with promises to provide
Answers to our problems through their cure.
But the cure is poisoned by their quest for greater wealth,
On the backs of those who can least afford.
Tricking them to believe by their dishonest stealth,
That there’s nothing but truth in their word.
Illusion and trickery is the game of the day,
Substance something long ago past.
Diverting ones blame is the partisan way,
Spewing venom as long as it lasts.
If truth does not sell then they coat it in lies,
Said long enough they’re bound to believe.
People are gullible say their political spies,
They’ll swallow whatever we conceive.
Free press is now gone in lieu of partisan hacks,
Towing their hate-filled party lines.
Convincing the audience that they’re watching their backs,
While raking in millions all the time.
With sadness I watch our republic disappear
Under the weight of corruption and greed.
Leaving the powerless amongst us I fear
To scratch and claw for all that they need.
Convinced they’re a burden and a waste of our time
Pretending that they don’t exist.
From their pit of despair alone they’re left to climb,
Should they fail it’s unlikely they’ll be missed.
America has lost the humanity it once had,
Trading it for profit and conceit.
Where helping one another was more than a fad,
It was a facet of what made us complete.
Deception is all part of the elites master plan
Pitting each man against his brother.
Feeding the masses as much fear as they can,
Blaming the cause on another.
Unless we take a stand, the ninety-nine percent,
Against the one percent we’ve allowed to rule us.
Expect nothing more than this we consent,
But to allow the bourgeois to fool us.
This my dear friends is my greatest fret,
With each and every fourth of July.
That under their thumbs, ever more we do get,
Until America shrivels up and dies.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What have we become?
Both sides are fatally flawed.
We–the laughingstocks!
Politics are the cancer
Eating our nation alive.
Are we to perish,
Fading into history
Like Rome’s empire;
Remembered for its grandeur
Through its crumbling ruins?
Perhaps it’s too late,
Our experiment–a dream
May evaporate
Becoming just a footnote
In the annals of mankind.
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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