Daily Prompt:  Bewildered

In the evening after day is done

I listen to the news of the day.

I wait and wait for something uplifting.

Something of faith, or charity, or kindness, something good.

Instead, it’s the noise I hear…

It emanates through the airwaves carrying with it

The atrocities of the day while trying to crush my spirit.

I can’t give into that oppressive fog drifting over me.

I fight it.

I can’t believe there is nothing good to share.

Where has the good gone?

Why can’t anyone find the good to share?

I am bewildered.

Wanda