The Twins Debate

The Twins stood together,

Staring at the New York Landscape.

“Why should we bother?”

Cupid spoke quietly to Death.

“Because it is what our dear father,

Hades, needs.” Death replied just as quietly.

“But Death,” Cupid spoke, growing hotter,

“Mother needs our help just as much!”

Death and Cupid stood, being watchers

Of the setting sun, and knew that

Aphrodite and Hades both needed their help.

Death sighed heavily and moved away from the window,

Not sure what her sister was thinking, but knowing that she needed to go to Hades.

“I’ll leave you to mother,

But when she weaves tales of distrust,

As she always does,

You know where I shall be. With Father.”

And with that Death vanished in smoke.

Cupid stood another moment,

Wondering what she should do.

“Does Mother need me more,

Or should I go help my sister?”

She thought for a while,

And that’s when she realized!

“I shall do neither!

They always drag us,

Death and myself,

Into their pointless quarrels.

I Will stand alone,

Absent from this scene.”

With decision in hand,

Cupid left the loft she shared with Death

In a poof of a heart,

And went to the bar down the street,

To bring more love together.