It is foolish to suggest
These twin sisters finish
Each others’ sentences,
This strange twist is
They start them.
.
One started how there’s no stopping
When ones’ wounded in hatred;
“The malev..violence at the mall, ”
“A machine gun in a car”,
Said her sister, as she went so far as to
Read in the paper.
“I know him.
Y’know, He reminds me of one fraud
In a camouflaged cap
Who was there begging for another vague veterans cause.
When I passed on this, he aggressively addressed me,
‘Enjoy your Free dom’. Yeah, that’s him
In the paper”
.
One started how there’s no stopping
One wounded in love.
“In truth, when one’s sweet tooth
is acting up, often, off the map,
It’s true, House cats that come
From the darkest rooms & the farthest lawns
Are drawn to Sweet Tooth’s lap, ”
Her blood sister could only flush.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem