Society ***** Equality Among Equals At Bus Terminal Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

The ritual of land trip
from one bus to the next
the usual of cutting trip
the long interval to wait
the excitement
the thrill for the first
the lingering dream
to touch down Lanao del Sur

Same as usual
every new place is strange
every face is different
Who can I trust?
Who do I know?
To whom do i leave my belongings
for my quick urinal?

No fair rates in using C.R.
Every terminal has different rates
some provides Official Receipt
some put the cents directly deep down their pocket

so in the bus fare, the van, the PUJ
the colorum vehicles

it's a matter of unhealthy competition
an old race for survival
rooted from our ancestor roots
a vulgar heritage that only the strongest can survive

where is the intuitive justice for the weak?
Where is the sovereign rights of equality?
Yes it's quite obscure
even the equals among equals
can't cope up anymore the
equality system among their co-equals