We all throw stones
Each side has its own slingshot
It’s own ammunition to load
We all throw rocks
We want tradition or change
We want religion or science
I’m right. You’re wrong.
Simple even though it’s not.
We all launch missiles.
Hating those who disagree.
Threatening those who are not me.
Mocking those who cannot see.
We are divided.
Destroying each other.
We rise and fight again.
Endless chaos.
No one learns.
Murdering the truth.
False News.
Censorship.
Lies.
No one humble.
No middle ground to say
I understand.
I can listen.
I don’t have to agree.
And so we all burn.
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