The Middle

We live in a time

Where the truth does not matter

Can't climb up to find it

For the truth has no ladder

We're bombarded each day

With false stories, fake news

From the left, from the right

In the end we all lose

Accusations, persuasions

Problems here, problems there

As we drive by this wreck

Close our eyes but still stare

Will we ever go back

Will we ever unite

Can't we meet in the middle

Wouldn't that be a sight