Look In The Mirror

Look in the mirror

We’re going back fifty years

To a darker time.

Racism, hate center stage

I’m filled with disappointment.

 

Look at the cabinet,

Damn to our environment

Our kids don’t need it.

Damn the nation’s energy

Coal and oil pollute us.

 

Damn security

You’re selling out to Russia

Lying…you don’t know.

Selling your soul to China

What reason we don’t know.

 

You got what you want

Then you sold out to your kind.

Lying to your fools,

They believe all that you say

Like those children of the corn.

 

When will you wake up,

Seeing that he’s dangerous

A modern fascist

Ransoming America

For him and his friends riches?

 

You were simply pawns

While you swallowed the Kool-aide

Believing Satan

Would save you all from yourselves,

Only to find he hates you.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Advertisements

Threats Of Violence

Threats of violence,

Assassination condoned

Where is his outrage!

He stokes the fires of hatred

Ignoring consequences

This is disgusting

And must be squashed abruptly,

He’s clearly not fit!

Still crowds are cheering for him

Egging on his fickle rants

They are lunatics

Claiming to be patriots,

When did we devolve.

This election has choices

And Trump must not be the one!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

He’s Scorching The Earth

He’s scorching the earth;

Smell of sulfur permeates

From Hell’s fiery pit.

Long buried deep underground

His minions have arisen;

Blindly following

Abaddon’s vile deception

Like mindless rabble,

Anarchists legitimized

By the greatest deceiver.

 

Now’s the time for the

Thundering of the Shofar!

Time to declare war

In our fight for decency…

This nation’s identity.

 

We must not succumb

To conspiracy theories,

To the Fallen’s lies.

He will not be your savior

But instead your worst nightmare.

 

There’s still time…repent!,

Wake up before it’s too late

From this horrid dream.

We deserve better than this

Better than this Satan’s lies.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Gates Of Hell Opened

Gates of Hell opened!

What lies in store for the damned

Who worship Satan?

His power grows with applause,

His insatiable ego

Thrives hearing his name.

Feeding off the ignorance

Of the cheering hordes

He spews hate with a smile

Leaving fans drooling for more.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Fascists Among Us

Fascists among us

In the likes of Donald Trump

And his followers

A disgrace to humankind

Yet they live in denial

 

Gullibility

Prevailing in this nation…

In this century

Learning nothing in decades

We are destined to repeat

 

Showing no regret

Is what is most troubling

In this modern day

Racism and hatred live

In their violence and threats

 

Have we learned nothing

Showing little tolerance

What have we become

But laughing stocks of the world

And fodder for terrorists

 

 
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Shadow Hovering

Shadow hovering,

Masked as national concern,

Arrogant bastard!

Caring not who he offends

As long as his ego is served.

 

What have we become?

Does not humility count?

Hate does not serve us,

It only serves to inflame

Defining an us and them.

 

He speaks of greatness,

Uniting America

While he divides us!

Tell me! What’s the attraction

To this thinly skinned buffoon.

 

The answer’s simple;

He appeals to the lowest

Animal instincts;

Making it okay to hate

Those who they don’t understand.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Darkness Falls Upon Angel Choir

Darkness falls upon angel choir

Heaven mourns the funeral pyre.

 

Senseless death, skins evening shade

With their lives by hatred paid.

 

No justification nor reason exists

For racism and prejudice to persist.

 

The sixties clearly were not the end

For Black Lives Matter we must defend.

 

How sad it is hate thrives this day

Hunting others like birds of prey.

 

The south has risen, of this I fear

Though reason why is not so clear.

 

As house of God nor fortress strong

Could save their lives from evil long.

 

Nay, I did not know them, but it matters not

They did not deserve this deadly plot.

 

I mourn this day for humanities loss

As beautiful lives have paid the cost

 

Again and again hate rears its head

And every time folks wind up dead

 

Ask this question, if you think you can

Is this really the promised land?

 

For some perhaps, but others no

This is no sitcom or drama show.

 

These lives are real they’re flesh and blood

They need not perish in a godless flood.

 

Perhaps if we stand against hatreds rule

We’ll cast them down into the fiery pool.

 

And raise this nation into Heaven’s light

By doing what we know is truly right.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~