Should we be afraid?

Should we march down the street

And protest hate with hate?

Or start a tirade?

But if you’re not like me

You probably don't want to hear what I have to say

How did it get so commonplace

For us to say just about anything

To make a case

Where a lie and a truth carry the same weight

It's almost night

Our words have been bleached through the backlight

Should we worry about the rewrite

Effaced in the spotlight

Where disgrace shines so bright

Brokered for the highlights

How can this be alright?

How can we be aligned?