Reeling from turmoil
A whirlwind of a day
I’m dazed and confused
So much in so little time
Its time to relax and breathe.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Reeling from turmoil
A whirlwind of a day
I’m dazed and confused
So much in so little time
Its time to relax and breathe.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
History repeats
When in the hands of such fools
Yet we act as sheep
Why no popular outrage
Why no rolling of their heads
In conflict we lose
Covert forces we back turn
Unleashing turmoil
Whose weapons do they use…ours
Perpetuating terror
Al-Qaeda is ours
A monster we created
Now there is ISIS
Born of a foul petri dish
What could we have expected
When we choose to interfere
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I feel different these past few days, wrapped in joy
Tolerance I found where before there was none.
At first I thought, perhaps this was a ploy,
That is until the other changes had begun.
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Anxiety and jealousy seem much more subdued,
A struggle I’ve struggled with all of my years.
These issues I’d gnash on as if they were food,
Were simply alternatives to facing my fears.
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Patiences I lost as I grew out of my youth,
Seem to be returning and rearing their heads.
All because I found what I believe is the truth,
Trepidations settle as my old skin is shed.
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I think what I’ve found is the beginning of peace,
Not the kind that we show towards our fellow men.
No–the kind that’s achieved as our inner turmoils fleeced,
May I never return to that troubled place again.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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