Brother Against Brother

Brother against brother,

Sister against sister,

Words that divide.

Idealogues and pundits

Preaching their truths;

Do they profit from their lies

Or are they blinded by delusion,

We will never know which.

This does not excuse us.

Aren’t we obligated to discern,

Isn’t this what it means to be informed?

It appears we’ve forgotten,

Submitting to partisan experts,

Who feed what we want to hear

To our otherwise deaf ears.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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There is a War

There is a war though weapons are words,

A rallying cry to ignorant herds,

Of who to fear and who to blame,

The right they do fire with venomous aim.

 

What progress we’d made seems now reversed,

Like empires of old we may now be cursed,

To end up in ruins under gluttonous rule,

Forgetting the history we learned in school.

 

Living in denial those culprits it serves,

Lying and deceiving with icy steel nerves.

All for more profits like parasites they leach,

Thriving in the fact that their money is speech.

 

Distracting the people with treacherous claim,

From Middle East to Mexico these people they blame,

For jobs leaving home and the state of our nation

By blustering and mongering and thunderous oration.

 

Their facts they are thin or nonexistent at all,

“Take back the country” their clarion call.

Take us back to where I wish they would tell,

To segregation and intolerance by the hatred they sell.

 

“Earlier times” only serves if you’re white,

Blacks and hispanics and Muslims must fight

To be looked in the eye and on even plain

With the privileged Americans that view them a stain.

 

If this be the direction the capitalists must take

On the backs of the common man they push til they break

Then revolution again must be waged to finally break free

From the tyranny of Monarchs they so want to be.

 

This is our duty and a citizen’s right

To question and challenge and bring wrongs to light,

For failure to do so is submission to rule

Painting you and I as nothing but fools.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Gone

Gone

Greatness

This country

Spiraling down

Grand Experiment

Being stretched very thin

Perhaps it has run its course

Government is broken

Diplomacy dead

General angst

Future bleak

What next

Vote!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Why I Ask Is It That We Choose To Destroy

Why I ask is it that we choose to destroy,

Leaving vast swaths of land ravaged,

Acres of ocean uninhabitable,

Water unfit for consumption,

Farms barren of life-giving crops,

Forests clear cut for human development

Exploitation of the gifts given to mankind,

Simply…I do not know!

Why is it that we deny the evidence,

Oceans rising to previously unrecorded levels,

Temperatures, the hottest in history,

Storms, perfect and oh so deadly,

Property destroyed and lives lost,

Still we refuse to believe,

Why–I do not know!

Why is it that we allow ourselves to be victims,

Plagued by profiteers,

Suffocated by our government,

Tolerant of our polarization,

Blind to our abuses,

Living as pawns to the powerful,

Yet we choose to ignore,

Why, I haven’t a clue!

Why we have allowed this to happen, I do not know,

We have become complacent,

Allowing our fellows to trample our dreams,

Stifling that which is our destiny

Instead of finding common ground,

Leaving us more distant than ever.

I wish I knew how to fix the ills of this world,

But I do not!

I like you, am only a temporary inhabitant,

Borrowing my time in this life.

Why must we destroy this precious world

Poisoning ourselves and those we love

With words and chemicals?

Material gain and profit are fleeting like this existence.

Shouldn’t we endeavor to make the most of what we’ve been given?

Isn’t this what it means to be human,

To use what we need leaving the rest for our future?

Perhaps I am naive,

A dreamer,

Or just hopeful,

But I must believe that it is not too late

For man to overcome his arrogance and greed.

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

What Is Left Of This Experiment

What is left of this experiment

Could it be that we failed intention

Selling it to the highest bidder?

Look at us!

Brother fighting against brother,

Ideals defined by television news,

By partisan writing,

By ignorance and lack of humanity.

Not relegated to one party or another

This is but a symptom of the disease.

A plague we allowed to ferment;

Feeding venomous pustules by blindness,

Blindness to surroundings,

Blindness to the lies we’ve been fed.

Beginning many years ago,

Blamed on the latest–current ruler,

Yet it is ever so misplaced.

Each is just the latest in a long line of failures

Given to us by their parties,

Held up as a choice to the people.

Choice…ha, this is but a facade,

Leaving the people to believe that they staked claim.

This is but a belief of fools,

Those that fail to realize they are pawns,

Misled and offered the promised land,

Finding that there is nothing but hollowness.

What does it take to awaken the populous?

Will it take total collapse?

Will it take blood?

Might it take revolution?

This is our right…our obligation;

When our system fails we are called to fight,

Called to change what is broken,

Beckoned to change what is fruitless.

Perhaps we have run our course,

Made a great attempt at political perfection,

Failing over a long period of time.

Every society has suffered;

Drowning in its own pomposity,

Leaving it vulnerable to suffer its own consequences.

What will it take;

Absolute and total collapse I propose.

Imploding on our own girth,

Collapsing under our own weight,

Then being consumed by our foes.

When will will realize our fate…?

Not until we are reduced

To nothing but skin and bones.

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~