Silent Night

Swords clashing
Men cheering
The soil soaked with blood
Women crying

A single tear runs down his face
Spinning to the right
Feinting to the left

A romantic dance
Between too
Spinning one way and darting another

Bloody rose petals circles the ground
Silver flashing through the sky
Blades tinted with blood
Love tainted with blood

A final blow silences all
Not single weep nor tear
Nothing moves but fear
As he drops unto all fours

Slowly breathing but slowly fading
His opponent drops his blade
and calls for help

No one moves
No one cries
A doctor appears
And says "silent night"