Death of Logic

Where is the ground where all can meet,

When lies are sweet, and truth’s defeat?

Our filters craft these worlds we see,

Distorting reality endlessly.

We once stood firm on common land,

Shared facts in hand, a unified stand.

Now reason crumbles, lines are drawn—

A world divided, logic gone.

How can we solve what we can’t define,

When facts themselves are undermined?

Debates devolve to senseless noise,

Where every voice a lie employs.

The simplest truth, now draped in doubt,

Spun by those who scream and shout.

The earth still turns, the sun still sets,

Yet logic, sense, and truth meet death.

Until we bridge this broken sea,

We drift together in disunity.

No common ground, no guiding star,

Just fractured truths that drift afar.