I often fear
That we have lost
The nexus of connectedness;
Where dealing in
Good faith come first,
Like listening and talking less —
Yet all around
The world we find
These enmities that never die,
For we can’t hear within
The echo chambers that
We occupy
And yes, it has
Been ever so:
To live and die within this mess
Not knowing how
We could break free
Using our shared
Connectedness
Every day our world gets more connected and our Souls grow farther apart
Stay well and Laugh