(1.27.10) Irony

We sat in the truck
And listened to a speech
Against apathy, for change.
And we sat.

We build a fence
Designed to restrict freedom
On federal land.
Land of freedom.
Still we build.

We talk about rights:
To own a gun, to get married
To see a doctor.
We just talk.

And we sit. We talk. Then we build our fence.

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