The Equation
The disconnected land,
where blood is in demand.
I do not understand,
can someone please expand?
They cannot be added.
The rich just commanded,
and the poor were not granted.
The powers are not equally distributed.
The colors are subtracting,
only one shade mixing.
The other side is not cooperating,
they are just discriminating.
Multiplication of culture and histories,
combining like calamities.
It is full of tragedies,
everyone agrees.
Divide the line.
Find the equal sign.
The map does not have a design,
so please be benign.
This exam I cannot take.
The calculator, I will break.
The North is awake,
while the South is at stake.
The equation does not exist.
The developed ones resist;
the underdeveloped was put in a twist.
The answer to the solution was dismissed.
Please be one, put down the gun.
Solve and share, it’s not a pun.
it’s not about money, it’s about unity, equality and fun.
Every country has its own run.
- Queenie Manalansan