Can You Smell The Winds Of Change

Can you smell the winds of change?

Not confined by border or ethnicity;

It cares not about race, creed or color.

For so long the grass has been trampled,

Crushed under ornate boot heels,

Mowed down by the sharpest of blades

With no thought of the consequences.

Resilience is the way of nature.

Young shoots and saplings rebound,

They cannot be kept down.

Can you smell the winds of change

As they comes for you?

Your palaces and coffers cannot protect you,

Shuttered windows cannot save you,

We are not fooled by your fained sympathy,

Looking us in the eyes from marbled balconies

And lying through your yellowed teeth.

You do not know our condition!

You do not know our pain

As yours are the boots that have ground us to dust!

Take your hollow words and scream into the wind.

Choke on the vomit you spew,

Knowing that the end is near

And it is you that will be crushed

For all of the harm that you have done.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Racism

Reviled in the public’s eye

Acknowledged in back alleys and darkened rooms

Color, race and creed are offered up as fodder

In this election year repulsiveness has reared its head

Staining our image in the eyes of the world

Maybe this was the ugly secret we needed to keep hidden

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sanctimonious

Superiority screams arrogance

And angers those who feel slighted,

Nothing will inspire an enemy more.

Clearly we do not learn from history.

The Roman Empire fell,

Ignorance was their downfall.

More and more I see this in us.

Obviously we’ll blame it on human nature,

Never looking back at past mistakes.

It is our way…someone else is always at fault.

Offering an olive branch is seen as weakness,

Undermining our moral standing.

Surely I had hoped we were smarter than this.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~