I look upon such great divide
Families fighting through verbal battle
No middle ground, forced to choose sides
Opinions grasped like so much chattel
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Scarcely since Our Civil War
Have differences raised so much ire
Tell me–what is all the anger for
Fueling tinder to spark the fire
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Inundated torrent of adapted news
All with clearly chosen leanings
Partisan sides, a burning fuse
Caring not for truth or meaning
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We drink like cattle at the trough
Hearing what we choose to hear
Everyone else’s minds gone soft
Perpetuating mood of hate and fear
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One and all looking for someone to blame
Misplaced trust keeps fanning the fire
As rhetoric strives to focus their aim
Their lust for blood on a funeral pyre
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Once an asset was a public informed
Now we are led astray like sheep
Our minds and senses propaganda stormed
To the point we dream it in our sleep
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Questions arise, what liar to believe
None of them are worthy of trust
Making their quest to cheat and deceive
We pray their riches turn to rust
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When oh when will we ever learn
Its up to us to force a change
Instead, watching while we crash and burn
Isn’t our complacency rather strange
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
I sometimes think that men just can’t stop fighting, if not in war, then any way they can. Thanks for making me think.
Isn’t that the truth. Sometimes I think it would be better to let woman handle all affairs of the state and kick the men out. I firmly believe that there would be far fewer wars, less division among the people and more compassion which would all be very good things.
Sad…
It certainly is, thank you.
Very thought provoking. I go like the rhythm very much. I think the reason many of is are so non complacent is because we are too busy keeping up with the Jones’. And playing with our technology.
That may very well be true, I also tend to think that we just don’t know what to do so we do nothing. I know that I have had this happen to me many more times than I care to admit. Thanks Kimberly.