He’s Scorching The Earth

He’s scorching the earth;

Smell of sulfur permeates

From Hell’s fiery pit.

Long buried deep underground

His minions have arisen;

Blindly following

Abaddon’s vile deception

Like mindless rabble,

Anarchists legitimized

By the greatest deceiver.

 

Now’s the time for the

Thundering of the Shofar!

Time to declare war

In our fight for decency…

This nation’s identity.

 

We must not succumb

To conspiracy theories,

To the Fallen’s lies.

He will not be your savior

But instead your worst nightmare.

 

There’s still time…repent!,

Wake up before it’s too late

From this horrid dream.

We deserve better than this

Better than this Satan’s lies.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

America’s Hopes

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America’s hopes

Trumpled by a narcissist

We’re a laughing stock

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

So Beyond Belief

So beyond belief

Tell me, how far is too far

Man’s insanity

On display for all to see

Embarrassing our nation

 

His “locker room talk”

Objectifying women

Image…criminal

Insincere apology

As if it’s boys being boys

 

Victims come forward

Only to be called liars

Publicly abused

Assaulting them once again

Treating them as pariahs

 

Love him or hate him

Bill’s not running for office

Stand and be a man

Your words are on the record

It’s time to stop deflecting

 

You lie to your “fans”

Who excuse your behavior

As you said, you “love

The poorly educated”

You are a disgrace

 

When it’s all over

Hopefully you’ll disappear

From the nation’s sight

Leading your “deplorables”

To the Hell you’ve created

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Raving Madman

Neither ignorance

Nor arrogance are virtues

A raving madman

Still in the end he’s human

The Anti-Christ he is not

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Greatness Is Hidden

Greatness is hidden

Behind a curtain of fear

Vile and ugly

Truly…what is to be gained

For the lecherous many

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A green light to hate

Harkening back to dark times

When race reigned supreme

Murder was freely sanctioned

With some holding little worth

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We aren’t this people

Covered in blood and blackness

We are so much more

Look deeply into your soul

See the light that calls your name

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This light is called love

And we are charged as shepherds

Tending to its flock

What’s best of America

Exists behind this veil

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco  ~~

Division On Stage

Division on stage;

Peddling war and hatred

To the cheer of crowds.

Angry white folks rebelling

While wrapped in the flag.

Our face is changing…

Diversity’s taking hold

And cannot be stopped

No matter how hard you try.

Time has come to embrace it.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Cross Fruited Plains The Wind Doth Blow

Cross fruited plains the wind doth blow

Though it seems we’ve lost our way.

When it will stop no one can know,

But it’s unlikely on that November day.

 

Our founders could not have foreseen the show

We see all around the clock.

Trump and Clinton round and round they go

For neither election’s a lock.

 

For one the issues seem no value to hold,

The other is wonky and stiff.

The first is cocky or so he’s been told,

Second each victory’s a gift

 

What have we done to get to this point, I really don’t know what to say.

This election is one that’s sure to disappoint, for the ones that don’t get their way.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Our Public Discourse

Our public discourse

Hollowed by tyrant fetish

Does a disservice

The media clamors for

Ratings all at our expense

 
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

We Have Regressed

We have regressed.

What little progress we’ve made

Has been erased by hatred

And fools thrashing for power.

 

Watch the news,

See and hear the racist tools

Drooling over every word

Spewed by their xenophobic christ.

He has no answers,

He has no substance,

Yet they follow blindly

Like fairytale mice.

 

There is danger in words

Stoked by the fire of ego.

We are told to be afraid…

That threats loom in the shadows,

But this peril does not come from people of color,

Or Muslims,

Or gays;

No, the greatest danger

Comes from within.

 

McCarthy must be smiling from the grave

As his new disciple takes the stage.

From Hell surely he must be pleased.

 

God help us all.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

I Don’t Know What Truth Is Anymore

I don’t know what truth is anymore.

Our source of sanity has gone insane,

Their lies are sold to us like snake oil

And we are foolish enough to believe.

Informed citizens seem far and few between.

 

How sad…

Our founding fathers must be distressed

To see us floundering in this sea of lies.

Who will champion us back to reality?

Who has the courage to stand up to this lunacy?

I have no confidence in those who have been chosen!

They are but pawns or fools

Chosen by their parties, corrupt.

 

Something must change.

 

Revolution gnaws at our heels,

Begging us to submit.

Ask yourself…

When will we listen?

The opportunity has been laid at our feet,

But we have chosen to look away

Settling as we always do.

 

It looks like we will never learn.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~