The Blink Of An Eye

The blink of an eye

O’ the marvels of nature

Enough time to kill

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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We Have Regressed

We have regressed.

What little progress we’ve made

Has been erased by hatred

And fools thrashing for power.

 

Watch the news,

See and hear the racist tools

Drooling over every word

Spewed by their xenophobic christ.

He has no answers,

He has no substance,

Yet they follow blindly

Like fairytale mice.

 

There is danger in words

Stoked by the fire of ego.

We are told to be afraid…

That threats loom in the shadows,

But this peril does not come from people of color,

Or Muslims,

Or gays;

No, the greatest danger

Comes from within.

 

McCarthy must be smiling from the grave

As his new disciple takes the stage.

From Hell surely he must be pleased.

 

God help us all.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Blood Red

Blood red,

The rainbow bleeds

A river born of hate.

 

You dare not question God,

He is perfect,

He is perfection by your own admission.

How then are they an abomination?

Are they not created by God,

Are they not flesh and blood and bone,

Are they not born,

Do they not die?

 

You…yes you are the blasphemers!

You will swim in the lake of fire on judgement day!

 

How dare you question God!

How dare you judge His perfect creations,

Taking their lives as if they were nothing.

 

If God truly is omnipotent,

Then they are just as worthy in His eye as you are,

Deserving the respect,

The honor

And the love

Afforded to all the children of God.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

How Did We Arrive On This Vile Path

How did we arrive on this vile path

Where fiction and fantasy meet?

Justified in spewing their putrid rath

In droves before our feet.

 

They peddle not, in truth tis true

But little this seems to matter.

Sooner or later this stance they’ll rue

Once their illusions are shattered.

 

Never shall I understand the blind allure

Of a pompous and childish ass.

To lead the free world with temperament sure

There’s no room for any morass.

 

Dark are the days ahead for us, a once great and powerful nation.

For empires become superfluous, with righteous indignation.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Cadavers Are Strewn

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Cadavers are strewn

Mutilated in his wake

And then there was one

Reality TV star

Chosen to lead our nation

A nation of fools

Lost in their own arrogance

We’re so gullible

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~