Do you know the cost
Hatred, discrimination
Rot society
Licensing vile factions
To spew ugly rhetoric
We hear this danger
From the pinnacle to base
Brothers and sisters
Singled out for their difference
Treated as misfits…pariahs
Leadership for all
A political promise
Faded at “I will”
We’re racing to the bottom
Tethered to an ignorant
Explain your blindness
Your willingness to sell out
Friends and family
On the words of a blowhard
Who we now call President
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I see the beauty
Surrounding in rainbow hues
Muted by the pain
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
His dizzying array of nonsense boggles the mind
While apologists stutter excuses.
The dark underbelly of society cheers
Like rabid dogs dancing insanely in the streets.
Violence abounds though he denies its existence
Even while celluloid, coated in pepper spray stifles their lies.
He misspoke, He was taken out of context
Are the excuses of today as women are marched to prison.
Discussions of personal responsibility
Do not apply to this “Teflon Don”.
He speaks his ugly mind
Letting consequences fall where they may.
He didn’t start it, the other guy did
Showing that even spouses aren’t safe.
A schoolyard bully in a custom tailored suit
Wants to rule your roost,
And you are willing to blindly let him.
It matters not whether he is of substance,
It only matters that he speaks exactly what you think.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Angry thorns of blood red rose
What seething lies behind grace?
A gorgeous vessel hollow knows
Deception lives in their space.
Flawless in another’s eyes
Believing what we think we see.
Behind closed doors this angel cries
Wishing to only be free.
Prisons reveal in many forms
Hiding ugliness on the inside.
Keeping contained the tempests storm
‘Til emotions and rage collide.
Then you will see the fragile soul living with torment and fear,
Begging for mercy to fill the hole that now shows so visibly clear.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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 ~~
‘Tis not the fragrant flower I once knew,
Pleasing to the senses,
Brightening the world with her effervescent palette.
Her silky petals crumble, fragile to the touch,
Falling like toxic ash in the putrid air.
She pollutes the earth that feeds her,
Poisoning her waters making them non potable.
Oh how her beautiful bouquet has mutated,
Turning ugly and angry in the midst of the garden.
Those not of her kind are suffocated as weeds,
Trampled, then pulled out by their roots.
Intolerant and hateful she has become,
The prick of her thorns has turned fatal.
Her beauty, now masticated by selfishness
Sets her on a path to destruction.
No longer prized, no longer admired,
She will be turned as mulch–
Into the soil from whence she came.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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