A/N: Second submission today…third ever. I dunno how this came to me, I think the last two lines came to me first and it just went from there.

Eternal Fight

They need each other,
Like the darkness needs the light.
They fight, on the rooftops, in the streets
But always in the night.

One makes a threat
Against the rats that plague the city.
He promises fun,
Colour and fireworks that will be 'pretty'.

Seemingly safe to the ignorant
It creates chaos among the rats.
They know unless they participate in with his 'experiment',
Unless they play his game…
The only colour will be red,
The fireworks enjoyed only by him.

So they scurry,
They flee,
They cry
And they pray.
They pray that they will be saved
By the only one who has ever held back the Dark.
The one who they have shunned.
The one who they have hunted.
The one who they have hated.

Gotham's protector answers.
Not because of the pleading.
Not because he had to.
But because to him,
It was what was right.

So now they stand,
Yet another battle between the two foes.
Cast in orange light,
As Gotham burns around them.
Thousands dead and thousands saved,
Still they condemn he who saved them.
He should have acted faster they cry,
He should have stopped him,
He should have killed him.
The city of hypocrisy has yet to realise its mistake,
A mistake which may yet destroy them.

The experiment was a success,
Its hypothesis proven right.
Gotham will not change.
Its people will still drop their morals at the first sign of trouble.
For not all the dead in the streets are from the fireworks…
Hundreds line the gutters, bodies broken and bleeding
In a futile attempt to prevent the city's destruction,
All the while hastening it.

They will not change.
They will still fear what is different.
They will still fear what they don't understand.
They will still fear what cannot be controlled.

And until they do not fear,
Until they accept that life
Cannot be planned,
Cannot be explained…
The Dark will always exist.

So the city's most wanted
Wait, watch and listen.
More alike than one of them would admit.
They are dark and light,
Yin and yang,
Push and pull.

One's existence provides reason,
Purpose for the existence of the other.
They need each other,
And are lost alone.
They will forever be at war,
One fighting for chaos, the other for law.

For eternity they will fight,
The laughing Joker and the Knight.

A/N: There you go. Hope you enjoyed it, okay if you didn't. Feedback is welcome, but god only knows that I don't review every story I read. Flames will be presented to the Joker so he can make the world burn.

EDIT: I finally decided to get around to editing the last line and chuck in the two syllable word I had planned on. I suck. 17/09/09