The Way It Is

The line has shifted over the years.

(The line represents where we are and then where they are.)

It has warped like the borders of a war-torn country and its neighbors.

It has grown in height and width to separate us two parties further.

It has taken the shape of an ocean or a street.

But some things about it will never change--it will always be black and white.

It will always be in between.

Over here, we will always, always be right

But over there, they will always, always, be wrong. No ifs, ands, or buts.

That is the way it is.