The battle
has been raging
for decades
There has been
numerous truces
each one of them broken
There are only
two soldiers
Both armies
of one
They throw insults
like grenades
and dig up
old injustices
that have been raked over
again and again
They dont particularly care
who's caught in the cross fire
This war has been going on
since the cradle
And will probably continue
to the grave
Such is the loving warfare
of sisters
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Loving warfare'... Interesting contrast in terms and a great poem, Rachel. Well done! !