She starts her day With a dose of news Angry and frustrated She logs into Facebook Vents and inevitably picks a fight With someone from the opposition... Who also starts his day With a dose of news Angry and frustrated He also logs into Facebook To vent and inevitably picks a fight With someone from the opposition They meet in the comments section Of some inflammatory post... And the war wages on Each believing the other To be the devil incarnate In reality Each is just a person Paddling as best they can With broken oars History gave them Firmly grasped within their hands Trying desperately to make their way... In this sea of humanity I pray Compassion be reborn within us Loosen our grips on old broken oars Allow us to reach for new and better ones So the children of mothers Young and old can rest on the seashore and Not be lost at sea