Look Within Your Heart My Wayward Son

Look within your heart my wayward son

To where your ancestry lies

At gun’s molten barrel the war won’t be won

No matter how hard you might try

 

Where did your fathers and mothers come from

No doubt from a long distant shore

Once arriving in America their journey’d begun

Facing more than their hopes bargained for

 

Fiery rhetoric from the ignorant right

Does nothing but insight hate filled fear

Isolating newcomers who fled terrors fight

Disillusioning their wish to be here

 

It’s amazing how little this nation’s progressed

Seeing prejudice and racism rear their heads

Taking one step forward then two we regress

Giving in to the hate mongers dread

 

Perhaps it is time we holster our guns

And temper our fork tongued speech

Instead doing what America should have done

Practicing exactly what we preach

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Look Under Rock and in Darkened Cave

Look under rock and in darkened cave,

Delve into nightmares your wakings enslaved.

 

Tell me O’ tell me what is it you fear

In each thing you see and each that you hear.

 

News of invasion and hordes stoke your fire,

Of conspiracy theories you never do tire.

 

Immigrants scare you though ancestors were one

You hide behind barricades with knife and with gun.

 

In each person of color is seen a terrorist’s face

Afraid they will conquer your white Christian place.

 

How sad it is to live with terror neverending,

An old way of life you are always defending.

 

Change is but natural and always has been

And not loving they neighbor…well that’s still one of God’s sins.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~