A Private Affair

From a distance,
Two men stare,
With feulled adrenaline anticipation.
Sets the scene of a private affair.

It was only days ago,
In the marketplace,
A confrontation sparking a duel,
Accepting the challenge the nobleman come face to face.

Meet on the first of next month in the backwoods,
To see who's life is up for theft,
Signatures of blood signed on the dotted line,
This dispute is settled in death.

Two pistols one bullet a piece,
Standing back to back,
Measure out ten paces,
Turn and hope focus doesn't lack.

Bloody wigs stand in buckled boots,
Gun powder to fog the air,
Each gentleman aims then shoots,
And that's how to settle a private affair.