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.