Gray Areas


Dividing lines, perceived faults
Deep wide fault lines splitting us apart
Unfriending friends that don’t agree
Political parties carve wooden hearts
Confusing our rights, hate speech flows free
Everyone is a traitor!
You’re either with us or against us
We’d rather build walls than mend fences
Everyone is wrong
Because fact is TRUMPed by opinions
Its black or its white
Its left or its right
There are no gray areas
Or middle ground
If you don’t stand for something
You stand for nothing
And you’re spineless
So just sit down.

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It’s about the insanity that’s taken this country over. Every one has a strong opinion about everything. And it’s no longer ok to stand in the middle.