Comfort
We seek easy comfort
Our minds are split in two
When will stop relying on the advice
of the false gods in the machines to tell us what to do?
Attention spans torn asunder by loud noises and louder events
War rages everywhere and for everyone
It is not safe even inside the digital tents
In what ways do we fight?
Every site, every app a battlefield
All it takes is an informed opinion and the knowledge that the screaming trolls will never yield
For they scream
And pile words obscene
Yet do not consider what it ultimately means
Not realizing that they are not really and truly being seen
Just adding to the noise
Static, lost in the storms attempting to rage on the screens
I will take solace in this
A small comfort I will share
Life extends beyond these tiny machines
We are better than these things
It'll be easier to turn back the hate
Knowing we won't find love there
Divided by tempered glass and governmental lines
Don't allow easy messages to further drive your mind askew
These wars are not worth the blood they've shed
Just believe in me and I'll do the same for you
Author's Note: I had the first two lines of this sitting in my Notes app for a while now. Glad I finally got it out of my head😮💨😮💨😮💨