Innocent Victims

Innocent victims

Children gone without a trace

We know the villains

Cowards preying on the young

Where is the world outrage

Each time it happens

It falls further down the screen

A ticker–its home

How sad we’ve become immune

To the plight of the helpless

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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#BringBackOurGirls (Acrostic)

Blinded by time as we always are,

Resolved to forget the distasteful,

Ignoring that which is too painful,

No amount of justification is acceptable for this behavior.

Gathering around Beyonce, JayZ and Solange…is this news?

 

Bling and elevator drama are these really important?

Anger and outrage should be the response;

Children, our future–that is what’s important!

Kidnappers, inhuman animals, they should be our news.

 

Our mission, yours and mine.

Undermining peace through fear

Revealing their true selves…they are cowards and thugs.

 

Getting these girls back should be our only focus;

Innocence demands it!

Regaining focus, putting the frivolous aside, this is our human mission.

Let us unite as one world regardless of race, creed or color and

Stop those that prey on the innocent, the helpless, OUR CHILDREN!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Author’s Note:  I wrote this piece because I am troubled with how quickly the story of the kidnapped school girls in Nigeria has dropped from the headlines of our major media outlets, at least here in the United States.  Instead we have replaced it, once again, with “celebrity” nonsense stories that have no importance to anyone except for the voyeurs out there.   Only by keeping these children in the forefront of our hearts and minds can we ever hope to muster the worldwide resources necessary to bring them home and affect some permanent change in the attitudes of those that I don’t consider civilized.

Tell Me

Tell me you are not moved,

Tell me the innocence does not stir your soul.

The joy in their youthful faces,

The way their eyes smile before the camera.

 

Tell me you don’t weep for the parents,

Tell me you don’t shed a tear for their tears,

The lose and the pain,

The feelings of helplessness.

 

Tell me this tragedy is justified,

Tell me this crime is ordained by God,

The cowards hiding behind religion,

The animals stealing the innocent for profit.

 

Tell me, why did the outrage take so long,

Tell me what the world is waiting for,

The children to fade from memory,

The guiltless to die.

 

Tell me they will be brought home safely,

Tell me they won’t remember the horror,

The torture of separation,

The terror of being alone.

 

Tell me this will not happen again,

Tell me that education is not a crime,

The girls are our future,

The criminals will be brought to justice.

 

Tell me…

Tell me if you can.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~