A duel
Between
This and that
None right
None wrong
Just different
…
One survived
Other slashed
By the sword of choice
Victor
Can be one
Only one
…
But it’s not sure
The winner will be admired
Or despised
For there are always
two sets of eyes
That watch the duel
One sees it right
The other finds it wrong
…
Yet both were right
After all, it is
Just this and that
Both just the same
My Tales Within 