My mind’s fudged up

With political woes

Giving side eye

To all of those

Who hid in shadows

Under blankets of fright

Some got angry

Some found might

Blue and red

Serenity is dead

Some pockets of society

I fear and dread.

But in the dark fudge 

A hard nut of truth

Kindness has survived 

Flowering in the youth, 

The old, the middle aged,

Kindness is all mental 

It’s needed to survive

And make this life gentle.

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