Loftiest of Dreams

Loftiest of dreams cast into the shadows,

What is left to hope for?

Watching what we deem civilization crumble right before my eyes

I lament days gone by.

Overwhelming sadness pervades every waking hour;

I weep, though I weep not for me, but my progeny,

They shall inherit this chaos.

We were to be stewards protecting our world for the future;

We failed…instead we rape and pillage the earth for all that it has

Treading upon its inhabitants for our own profit.

What will be left to pass down, but devastation, war and famine;

The ugliness that we as a species have so ungraciously admitted,

Dwarfing the plagues of Biblical Egypt.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

We See The Light Ahead

We see the light ahead through splintered shores,

At once familiar and comforting is now gone.

Man labors with back and hand in attempt to restore

All that growing up we cherished most fond.

This eternal fight we fight against nature’s mother

Seldom permits us a chance to win.

An emboldened adversary unlike any other,

One we’ve struggled against since time began.

Still we battle her in the most reckless of ways

Settling on shores in storm fronts path.

Destruction and death like the end-of-days;

Consequences suffered by the masters wrath.

As time passes–in weakness we forget

Under crystal skies and the calming blue sea.

Rebuilding what was lost without worry or regret,

Ignoring natures warnings by choosing not to flee.

As history has proven this will happen again,

Crushing what we make like a house of cards.

Then just like before we will struggle and mend,

Sweeping away the timber and shards.

What do we expect when we challenge the Almighty

By rebuking the call to heed his demands.

Instead doing what we please–never contritely,

Choosing to suffer rather than follow his commands.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~