You’re an archipelago
of heroes and healing priests
of villains in comfy seats

You gave birth to
the Orient’s first dove
and power-hungry crabs

Leadership selection
A cycle of frustration
that you call elections

Your agricultural expertise
makes you import rice and peas

Hunger can’t please the tanks
Hope is rotting in Swiss banks
Lessons learned by your people
even before touching the soul
pop like a bubble

Where have you been?
Where are you heading?
You’re growing older on the pot
Will you ever grow up?


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