Two human beings,
both sure they are right,
standing there, with guns
aimed at the other’s heart.
Where has brotherhood gone?
One of them will depart,
one remain. Their disagreement
also will remain
and linger in the aftermath,
and seep into the earth
like blood.
Birds go on about their bird-things,
insects buzz,
as they shop for the day’s rations
and live on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How nicely its been depicted, the world wont stop with two brothers aiming guns at each other..nor is any humanity left anywhere now..great piece