50 Word Story: Black, White or Blue

I feel the pain with my last dying breath as the warmth of crimson surrounds me.  My legacy will be the chalk outline I’m soon to become ‘til washed away by the acid rains.

Whether black, white or blue, does it really matter when you’re dead.

…Death is color blind!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Coward Strike Again

Cowards strike again
Hiding behind masks like rats
With rain of bullets
Free speech has offended them
The verdict…a death sentence
Stand up, show your face
Take responsibility
This is your moment
We know this isn’t to be
For your cause is but thin air

~~ 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 ~~

 

With Rage Filled Falsetto

With rage filled falsetto,

The sword they did swing.

Exuding pure hatred,

As the metal blade did ring.

Their gesture surely proved,

Cruel motives not of God.

Over all the legions of bodies,

Their evil boots do trod.

How meaningless their killings,

Of brothers of the Quran.

All others considered infidels,

In this–God’s promised land.

While radiation bleaches,

The dead down to their bones.

Plaster’s painted red,

By blood spilled in their homes.

ISIS claims their quest,

God commanded of their troops.

While really it’s about power,

And the subjugating of groups.

Capturing the palaces,

The baroque and gaudy estates.

Feasting on the finest,

On gold and silver plates.

They pledge that no longer,

Will dormancy exist.

The caliphate will rise,

And rule with an iron fist.

Every living thing,

Will cower under their command.

Geese and sheep and camel,

And the people of this land.

Sadly violence met with violence,

May be the only way this stops.

Freeing terrorized citizens

To return to their farms and shops.

While nations far and wide,

Debate their horrid fate.

One nation no matter how imperfect

Stepped in before it was too late.

We lost one of our own,

One who never fought.

We pray that your death

Will not be all for naught.

The best thing we can do,

To honor your needless loss

Is to bravely stay the course,

And win at any cost.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie - Wordle #22

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #22

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #22

ISIS (Acrostic)

Ignorance under a religious guise

Soiling the good name of those who follow God in peace

Inciting fear and bloodshed amongst your brothers

So you can selfishly reap the benefits of this world

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

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

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

#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.

Dry Tears

Dry tears dull her cheeks

No more left has she to cry

All has been taken

Her life, joy and only child

Squandered by a tyrant’s hand

~

Our inaction screams

Falling upon bloody ears

Looking like cowards

We cower in our corner

Pompous in isolation

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~