Sanctity of life
Deepest sadness for the loss
Greatness never known
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: war
Growing Frustration
Growing frustration!
ISIL laughs in our faces
…America bleeds.
Again we are being used
Because we’re slaves to their oil.
The coalition–
Where are they in this struggle?
This fight should be theirs!
Instead we do their bidding
As hostages to these captors.
We’re fooling ourselves.
This isn’t just about safety,
It’s economics.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We Stand In Arrogance
We stand in arrogance,
Our own world–the only world
Feeling not the pain of others.
We are removed, unsympathetic, unconcerned,
It does not touch our lives.
You cannot touch video.
You cannot smell the written word.
You cannot taste their anguish.
Too far separated are we!
It is not real though we know it is,
Allowing oceans to separate safety from reality.
Sit quietly in the warmth and comfort of your homes,
Sip your coffee, piping hot and fresh,
Enjoy the bounty of the food that surrounds you,
Sleep well in the softness of your bed,
Watch your news,
Read your paper,
Pretend that all is right with the world,
But remember distance is merely an illusion.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Templar Knight (Shadorma) / Knight (Acrostic)
Templar Knight (Shadorma)
Templar knight
Prepares to face death
Enemies
Heed God’s call
Convert before it’s too late
Or prepare to die
Knight (Acrostic)
Know and feared by all
None dare stand in their way
Invoking their wrath
God has so ordained
Heathens and heretics bow before them
To meet their maker
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Bastet’s Shadorma (and Acrostic) Prompt – September 20, 2014
Armor – By G.S.K.
What’s Our Future Hold (Tanka)
What’s our future hold
My only hope is for peace
Peace for our children
Look into their guiltless eyes
How could you pull the trigger
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Ignorance Is Bliss (Tanka)
Ignorance is bliss
Perhaps we should live that way
In our own world
A better place it would be
Blind to violence and war
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Please Tell Me
Please tell me….
What does it look like to win?
Ideology can’t be defeated on the battlefield,
No matter how you try you can’t kill it.
You can kill its adherents,
Destroying the body, but their hate lives on.
Containment is decried as weak,
Nothing short of all out war satisfies the hawks,
Annihilation of everyone and everything their only answer.
So then, please tell me…
What does the enemy look like?
Muslim?
Dark skinned?
Light skinned?
Man?
Woman?
Child?
Young?
Old?
Sounds like the faces of the innocent and the guilty.
Can you please tell me…
How will you know your foe?
They will not come at you waving a flag.
They will not march upon your positions in perfect high-step.
They will not be clothed in matching uniforms,
Blaring their trumpets and saluting.
So tell me again…
Who is the enemy?
The farmer?
The shopkeeper?
The mechanic?
The soldier?
The school teacher?
The Imam?
The mother?
The father?
The child?
Would you have us kill every living thing just to make your point?
You rhetoric says that you would!
Someone please tell me…
What does it look like to win?
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Complicit Are They
Complicit are they
Brandishing their mighty swords
While crying for war
They hold the blade to our necks
Prepared to slaughter skeptics
Monsters, murderers
A mess of their creation
Denied as fiction
How short the memory is
When the Right can blame the Left
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Innocent Victim
Innocent victim
Slaughtered by a cowards hand.
Men of God they’re not!
Another family mourns
A loved one lost overseas.
Constant calls to strike,
Hawks playing on sympathy;
Who is the target?
Wolves blend in with sheep’s clothing;
More collateral damage.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
War
Race wars,
Culture wars,
Gender wars,
Drug wars,
War on freedom,
War on religion,
War on women,
War on drugs,
War on crime,
War on terror,
War, war, war–do you see the pattern!
Still we call ourselves peace-loving,
We call ourselves civilized.
Fighting against each other,
Fighting against our beliefs,
Fighting against enemies of our own design,
Intolerance of one another,
Physical and verbal violence
Waged against our own and the world,
Tell me–what is peace-loving and civilized about this?
We have been brainwashed–
Brainwashed by our government,
Brainwashed by the media,
Brainwashed by our own ignorance!
We continue this spiral into oblivion,
Year after year,
Decade after decade,
Century after century
As so many have done before us.
Perhaps one day we will learn
That constant war tires and diminishes a people
Until eventually they plunge into the abyss of history
–Under the weight of their own arrogance.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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