Hawks call for more war
A peaceful resolution
Is the last resort
Someone I think is confused
When shedding blood is first choice
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hawks call for more war
A peaceful resolution
Is the last resort
Someone I think is confused
When shedding blood is first choice
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Never enough death for their liking
Always responding with “more guns”
This never seems to solve anything
It simply exacerbates the problem
Our constitution was meant to be fluid
Not fixed in the past
As times change so must it change
Lest we be captive to our founders
Read Jefferson
In his infinite wisdom he prayed it to progress
Fitting the needs of future generations
Left to our own vices we have failed
Every time a death occurs with gun-in-hand
Aren’t the lives lost worthy of discussion
Society says it has progressed
Sadly…I do not see it
Only more violence met with the promise of violence
Calls for change go unheeded
Instead they are met with angry rhetoric
Attacking anyone who disagrees
Toughening of gun laws is not outrageous
It is common sense
Only a savage society would disagree
Now let the games continue
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Reaping what we sow;
Hatred only breeds hatred
As history proves.
See the neverending wars,
The eternal racism.
Turning a blind eye;
Pretending it doesn’t live
Does not make it true.
Ever since nine eleven
War has been never ceasing.
Ferguson…murder,
Baltimore, New York City
Charleston…again murder!
Racial hatred at its worst,
Plantation mentality.
This land of the free
Has sadly become a myth…
Just look at the news.
We are in shackles to war,
Racism, hatred and greed.
Sadly we don’t see
We are mice on the treadmill
Blindly taking bait.
I guess it really is true…
We are reaping what we’ve sown.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Little man
Inspiring fear,
Nostradamus of the Senate.
Do you see into the future?
Selling your snake oil to the masses
Even you can’t believe your own spiel,
Yammering on about how tough you are.
Give up already,
Recycled warmongering is getting old.
Aren’t you exhausted,
Haven’t your policies done enough damage?
America should be a beacon of peace not of violence.
Maybe it’s time for you to go.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Darkness falls upon angel choir
Heaven mourns the funeral pyre.
Senseless death, skins evening shade
With their lives by hatred paid.
No justification nor reason exists
For racism and prejudice to persist.
The sixties clearly were not the end
For Black Lives Matter we must defend.
How sad it is hate thrives this day
Hunting others like birds of prey.
The south has risen, of this I fear
Though reason why is not so clear.
As house of God nor fortress strong
Could save their lives from evil long.
Nay, I did not know them, but it matters not
They did not deserve this deadly plot.
I mourn this day for humanities loss
As beautiful lives have paid the cost
Again and again hate rears its head
And every time folks wind up dead
Ask this question, if you think you can
Is this really the promised land?
For some perhaps, but others no
This is no sitcom or drama show.
These lives are real they’re flesh and blood
They need not perish in a godless flood.
Perhaps if we stand against hatreds rule
We’ll cast them down into the fiery pool.
And raise this nation into Heaven’s light
By doing what we know is truly right.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The world has changed
I fear not for the better
War is our culture
Always looming in shadows
Peace is just wishful thinking
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The disenfranchised
Looking to be powerful
Radicalism
Hopelessness and poverty
Feed this fast spreading cancer
Where does the blame lie
In the laps of governments
Religious fervor
Perhaps in weakness of mind
Our duty–cure the root cause
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The sun, moon and stars
Watch wide-eyed in amazement
Foolishness of man
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Our freedom of speech
First amendment guarantee
That can be abused
Shouldn’t we use commonsense
By thinking before we speak
An open question
To those that antagonize
Think consequences
.
~~ 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 ~~