Grateful

Giving from the heart

Reaping rewards, enriching my soul

All for the benefit of others

This is what I strive to fulfill

Even though I am fatally flawed

Finally I realize my purpose

Understanding what it means to love

Lest I become what I most despise

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Stench Of Urine

Stench of urine,

Cardboard shacks,

Shopping carts,

Tattered clothes,

Hand-me-downs from the dumpster I suppose.

 

Rummaging through waste baskets,

Feasting on tainted food scraps,

Hiding in the shadows,

Sleeping on steam grates,

Misused,

Abused,

Something less than human.

 

Left for dead in the cold,

Filth in the form of flesh and blood,

But have you ever looked into their eyes,

Heard their hearts beat,

Seen them cry,

Gasp for their final breath?

 

I’m sure you haven’t

As you stepped over their broken bodies,

Avoiding them like the plague,

Chuckling at their despair,

On your way to your comfortable life.

 

Can’t you take a moment to lend a hand,

A little food,

A little shelter,

A bit of cash,

Instead of treating them like lepers,

Feeding off teets of the man..

 

You don’t know them,

You don’t know their stories,

Their hardships,

Their tragedies,

But you should…

They are our brothers and sister after all.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Anger of a Man

Anger of a man

Lashing out at the world,

Perhaps it’s sadness.

He’s being eaten from inside

And left for dead by mankind.

.

Hastily judging

Simple feeds the savage beast.

Leaving him a shell,

Unrecognizable to

Friends and family alike.

.

Such a waste is this

When each life is so precious

To cast it aside.

Leaving him alone to die

Amongst the concrete and cold.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sit Still And Quiet

Sit still and quiet

Breathe in its luscious silence

Feel it embrace you

Tell me, what does it whisper

Without so much as a word.

Perhaps love is it,

Love for yourself and others.

What you always knew.

Stifled by chaotic noise–

It has finally been freed.

Let it swaddle you!

Do not keep it trapped inside.

It is meant to give;

Not with great expectations,

But with the purest of hearts.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

‘Tis Truly Frigid

‘Tis truly frigid

A day the heart cannot warm.

Generosity–

Kindling of the mortal soul

Will most surely stoke the fire.

The littlest things–

A friendly conversation,

An unneeded coat,

Time, money, acknowledgment

Can brighten someones whole day.

Do not judge their worth

For none and all are worthy;

Kindness is the key.

Give much and expect nothing

This–the true meaning of love.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Prompt: CARPE DIEM’S TACKLE IT TUESDAY #16 CHARITY

Charitable

Does benevolence pain you?

It should not…

Others welfare-

Mustn’t be a cause of discomfort,

But a source of joy,

A gift of fulfillment,

Done out of obligation,

Not of demand,

Instead an obligation,

To care for your brothers,

And sisters in need,

In their moment of distress.

Time or money,

It matters not,

When done out of…

The goodness of heart.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~