Life’s substance forgotten, drowned out, lost
In the noise of every soul screaming
To be heard but refusing to listen.
We ask “What is Truth?” but don’t really
Want to pursue it, addicted to being fed by
Our news feed, making truth forever elusive.
Black Lives Matter vs All Lives Matter,
Pro-Mask vs Anti-Mask,
Pro-Vaxx vs Anti-Vaxx,
Capitalist vs Communist.
Choose one and the rest is determined,
No other options. Just ask Facebook —
They predict your thoughts from a single post.
But it doesn’t have to be that way.
Nuance, diversity, simplicity, complexity,
All charged to make life beautiful,
A reminder to marvel at the little things.
The morning cup of coffee,
The single ray of sunlight on a cloudy day,
The changing colors of the season,
The nostalgia of summer,
The whistling of the wind,
The wild flowers of spring,
The photo of childhood you forgot about...
And suddenly you realize that substance
Has been with you all along.
You just had to pause and see it.
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Above is a simplistic illustration of what appears to be happening in America right now. The Covid-19 pandemic, along with much needed attention on racial injustice that has plagued our country since its inception, has shed light on a shift that has been taking place in American politics for over a decade; an increasing level of distrust has permeated our democracy. Today, the two sides are unable to agree even on facts, as issues of public health have become hyper-politicized, mobilized by the rampant spread of misinformation and fake news stories via social media platforms. It's scary to witness the ways in which partisanship has fogged the thinking of otherwise rational people. Unfortunately, these factors have inspired an outright demonization of others based on their political leanings; this is something we should all be fighting against.
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