A/N: Another one from 2005. I have no idea where it came from…oh 17yro me….

With thousands of miles,
between this feud,
two souls wage a war,
against the other they never met.

Gloves flapped in faces,
the prize set,
this hellish nightmare
against two whom have never met.

Old versus young
powers in their right
as the old picks new age,
new sticks with the old.

Threats of death
by gun, by steel,
could have been friends,
that doesn’t do much in appeal.

It won’t stop,
til blood is shed.
This game is to the death.
Weapons drawn, words stung
blood will be spilled
in the rising sun,