Wisdom

Wasted on the young

I know because I was them once

Stubborn, invincible, I would live forever

Death seemed so far off

On the far side of halfway I want to share my lessons

Maybe this time someone will listen, then again why should this time be different

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Politician’s Words

Politician’s words

Sometimes I just shake my head

Such stupidity

 

Appealing to the fringes

They hurt intentionally

 

We’re more sensitive

Of this there is little doubt

It is about time

 

Why must we tolerate hate

From those who wish to lead us

 

It’s freedom of speech

Defended by so many

I would not trade this

 

But freedom comes with a cost

One that is best spent wisely

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Forgotten (Acrostic)

Forced into uselessness

Our society deems them a nuisance

Retiring them to the annals of history

Gone are the days they were revered

Only a culture of arrogance would discard their wisdom

Trusting instead in the coldness of technology

This is our way, leaving them out in the cold

Entombing them before their time

Never seeing beyond the length of their years

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Do You Fear Silence

Do you fear silence?

Does the absence of voice scare you?

Do you hide behind white noise?

Do you seek shelter in the arms of music?

Do you try to drown it out with television?

What are you afraid of?

Is it that perhaps your inner voice might speak,

That the Divine might make its presence known,

That you might see into the darkest recesses of your soul

Or is it that you might come to realize that there is more out there

Than what our mortal senses reveal.

There is nothing to fear dear one;

Embrace the quiet,

Look within for the answers you seek,

Call upon the Divine for guidance,

Wrap yourself in peace and love

And know that in silence

…There is wisdom.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Wise Man I’m Not

A wise man I’m not

I’m foolish and foolhardy

When least opportune

This is my mortal nature

That even booksmarts can’t cure

It isn’t so bad–

Really what else do I have

I am who I am

Perfect in spite of the faults

Endowed by my Creator


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~