Black Smoke Wafts Skyward

Black smoke wafts skyward

Baltimore the latest nail

To be pounded home

How many more before the

Coffin is sealed and buried

Repeated killing

Just a different city

Will we never learn

These–our brothers and sisters

Share the same constitution

But not the same rights

They are treated as lesser

By their skin color

Disgusting as it may be

This is our America

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Faded Asphalt Riddled with Glass and Stone

 

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 ~~

 

Anger Spilling O’er

Anger spilling o’er,

Flashes of violence burn

Though not sure it helps.

Those in authority point

Proclaiming, “See they are thugs!”

It’s not that simple!

Centuries of abuse live,

Their pain is not quelled,

Wounds scarred are ripped wide open,

Dried blood turns and flows freely.

We have learned nothing.

Seemingly daily there’s death

Because of color.

Where’s accountability?

It’s hidden behind a wall

…and that wall is blue.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~