Civil War Of The Sister Cities Poem by Nika McGuin

Things weren't good from the beginning
we were pitted against each other
our relatives would boldly compare us
as if we were deaf beings from another continent
but on the contrary, we took that stuff in
and it formed the basis of our relationship

Though we described our bond as
'close, ' 'like sisters, ' we still spent
all twenty-something years fighting
either directly or covertly
about which of us is better - at this,
at that - at life. But I'm tired now,
my sword grows heavy and I'm ready
to let it sink into the earth

This war is unwinnable
even when I feel utterly defeated
you still don't feel that you've won
maybe you finally will, when I am gone.