The Duel

The Sun rises high
over the warrior's shoulder.
Standing in front of him is a man  
wanting to prove he is bolder.
 
Locking eyes they draw swords
and toss their shields to the sand.
They will fight this duel defenseless  
Man to Man.
 
They drop into stance,
and twirl their blades with such skill.
looking and waiting  
to strike for the kill.
 
The fight begins
attacking with with all their might.
which of these bodies
will be burned come night.
 
The battle comes to a halt...
Blood pours to the sand...
Both drop to their knees...
and they grab one another's hand...
 
They stare at each other
with what feels like dejection.
Almost as though
they see a distorted reflection.
 
One Soldier of Evil
One Hero,
who will die?
Both fight For Dominance
Both fight for Pride.
 
This is the Duel...
we all fight inside...