• Like day and night
    They cannot occur at the same time
    But they are there
    Breathing and fighting for one thing
    They desire not money
    Nor glory
    Tis not an object
    But the love of a maiden
    So standing back to back
    Pistols raised and ready to duel
    The field covered with the silent screams of such maiden
    As she tries to figure the outcome
    Like day and night
    They stand
    Dueling for the grandest territory of all
    Knowing one cannot survive while the other strives