Two warriors meet at sunrise on a mountains peak,
Both strong, honorable, and refuse to suffer defeat.
One fights for the light & the other fights for the opposite,
This Beast has gotten so strong is anyone
stopping it.
The fight begins & their swords make a thunderous clap,
Dueling at such a high speed, my eyes can't keep track.
Our hero swings his sword but is countered with a stab,
With a quick side step he catches the villain with a strong jab.
The Demon recovers and makes a powerful
swipe,
The forced sent our hero flying even though he blocked with all his might.
With every swing, sparks fly, but neither can make a decisive hit,
The Warrior of light runs forward but unfortunately he slips.
The fall probably saved his life from The Dark Ones slash,
But he's hurt, his arm now has a terrible gash.
He was frustrated but kept his focus and cut The Beast on his side,
But the monster didn't scream, he held his hip, and his creepy smile grew wide.
But Warriors are wounded and are out of
breath,
The fire has yet to leave their eyes, neither one will rest.
Their fierce battle generated so much heat it melted the snow,
With one final yell they charge forward for the final blow.
Our warriors of Shadow and Light make a devastating strike but who won,
The Beast fall to the ground the battle is done.
Now the Warrior of Light merges with The Dark One to make himself whole,
A True Hero has emerged now that he's completed his soul...




© Gary Cliff