When, o when?

When will it stop? 

At what point do we break down and confess 

that we can no longer bear to watch the news; 

don't want to hear the latest thing, 

don't want to know what someone said 

or how upset another is 

to learn the latest dis-information. 

True or false? These days they're both alike: 

what’s true to you may well be lies, 

and so might what I'm told and I believe, 

and so I hibernate; sit in my chair, 

play on my phone, and watch my thoughts

spin pointlessly across unseen horizons. 

We're giving what we can, 

spending where we hope it helps, 

and wondering what difference 

any of it makes in times like these 

while penning daily words of hope 

to help other lost souls keep on believing...