Language Barrier

I think its better if we never speak again,

You speak gibberish and I speak Gooble gobble

The language we use is a never parsed right,

The words we speak never translate,

We are two norths,

None of us allow pride to go south,

Our Whispers are winds never turning the windmills the right way,

We are forever collapsing off the tower of babel,

Never understanding what comes out of each other’s mouth