Breaking news won’t stop, keeps blaring,
Stuffs the days with despair leaves me callous
Frazzled, weary drives me seek joyful respite
Far from where I suffer brother’s pains.
Too far I fear not hear Samaritan’s call
Not from caring, alas from hearing unrelenting.

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