In moderation we vote

Yes or no

But not too much yes and not too much no

We are neither left nor right

We’re fence sitters

Sitting tight

Though we balance precariously on a thin wooden line

We prefer it up there to being branded:


Effort it takes to stay a-top

We don’t want to tumble from our high-top fence-top.

It’s effort wasted

For fence sitting is rule

And extremism the exception

And so justice is waved away with a loose wrist,


We’ll get to it later

But that’s not in love,

It’s not for the betterment of the broken.

That is moderation when we should be


That is moderation when justice calls for

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