Misunderstandings

by Jiyen Northan

You’d think that in this time

When we can say anything

To anyone-

Anywhere-

We would all get along

Sadly no

Sadly we sit on the couch

Behind our safe screens

And disagree

Like a kettle of vultures feasting

On the limp body of

Truth

Murky wings beating

Clawing at their

Brethren

The squawking

No one

Understands

Just squawking

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