why do our families fight? , what happened to the days where we were so tight?
Yeh there was violence, a riot each night but we stood strong in dark and light
Sometimes we would say we hate each other to our sister, brother father and mother
We know deep inside where we hide, we would hunt, kill to straight up defend each other
We know it`s like a show but the curtains are closing, do you not think it`s time to grow?
Ill show my love for you and i hope you believe me, my love is real, its 100% true
I endeavour to be as clever as my sister is, when i go it will be my sister i really miss
I know i have a temper and it fires up at times, but try understand, you always cross my lines
we whine and we moan, we say don`t you dare take that tone but at the end of it all, we all come home
Noone can tear our family apart, we fight and fuss but we are so strong in our hearts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The heart is the glue of it all.