The dust settled,
Into the earth below.
The landscape, ruined
The earth, cracked in two,
The hills torn apart,
Like the earth it stood upon
And an image was revealed
Two bodies,placed there,
One standing, one downed.
One lied on the ground,
Swords, driven through his chest.
His face,
Scarred, destroyed in the battle
His eyes, red,
Due to his mass corruption.
His body, his will
Broken apart by his own evil.
His spirit, confined to its boundaries,
Like a Sith to his anger.
His evil aura,
Emanating from his now destroyed body,
As cold and heartless as Satan himself.
The other one, stood there
With a sword in his hand,
Filled with blood.
His face,
Full of wounds he earned, roghtdully.
His eyes blue,
Pious like the ocens purity.
His body, his will,
As tough as steel.
His spirit,
As free as a dove.
His attitude,
As calm as a Jedi in battle.
Looked down at his fallen foe.
" All my life,
I have bargained, compromised
I have lived like a fool,
But, No More,
No More Bargains, No More Compromises,"
He said as he started walking
From his dreadful past, to a bright future that awaited him.
