The fight begins downstairs
Then up a flight it goes
While fists and curses fly
Along with shoes and clothes
Brothers on each other
In constant competition
Fighting is so natural
With daily repetition
Yet they’ll defend each other
If you think neither cares
Just lay a finger on one and
The fight begins downstairs
(2006)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem