This is a poem about a woman's honor and a man who vows to protect it. In the 17th to 19th centuries, it was common for men to settle their differences with "A Duel." Usually, with single shot pistols. But in the Firenation; men settle their score with...The Agni Kai. Mature Subject Matter...Please Be Advised:

Duel...Under The Empty Sun:

Inside a place where men gather to laugh and drink
Words are sometimes said by those who don't think
Then someone said something, I never heard before
That the woman I planned to marry, was a wh***

I might have been drunk, but I challenged those lies
As I pointed with my angry finger, between his eyes
Take back those words you said, I might just forget
If not, I'll challenge you to an Agni Kai, to the death

He said he had no intention, and would not apologize
He said he was telling the truth, I said, that he lied
He claimed that my lover, knew the touch of a man
And pleasured them in ways only spouses understand

Angi Kai would take place, under the heat of the Sun
The Zenith of the day, when the first half of it is done
Two men will face eachother, one will live, one will die
Under the disinterested sun, under the Firenation sky

I went to see my lover, she has the right to know why
Her lover will fight for her honor, but her lover might die
She asked me to forgive him, but I don't undertand why
She didn't explain, she bowed down her head and cried

I held her like a child, I could tell that the time was near
She said words, but a man hears what he wants to hear
I said I will return for her, after this challenge was done
If not, light a lantern for me, under a light of setting sun

In an open field, some men asked, if my enemy will recant
He says it's the truth, I rub my hands with a fragrant plant
We take a moment of silence, to say prayers or meditate
And in a moment, both of us with unleash our mutual hate

With no other recourse, we face eachother, ready to die
I cannot allow this individual, to spread these vicious lies
We bow our heads, not out of respect, but it's tradition
The time for the duel begins, I must bury inside inhibition

We move like celestial clockwork, under the blood red sky
Two men now meet to fight, but only on of us will survive
His palms glow orange and fire is released, from his hands
I feel the heat of his anger, like the hot dry desert sands

I move so quickly, like a bird escaping from a tiger's grasp
I set myself as I retailiate, with one of my own fire blasts
He avoids my attack, like a hummingbird, fast on his feet
He fires again, I fall to the ground, and craw to my retreat

He comes closer as if to burn my face with his own hands
I wrestle him to the ground, this fighting duel, man to man
I'm holding his arms now, trying to keep them both in check
Our hands untangle, as I feel a painful burn under my neck

I roll away with burning embers, dancing on my facial hair
I throw dirt on his eyes, the sun watches, silent in the air
I place my hands on his face and chest, I demand he yield
He says no, and I incinerate him, he burns on an open field

My lover comes running now, she runs and passes me by
She kneels over the man, that I had just sentenced to die
She screams out to me that all the words he said was true
I was married to him, but I cheated, I fell in love with you

I bow down my head, and I cover my face with my hands
And in my foolishness, I've just murdered an innocent man
The sun is setting, with tears in my eyes, I leave for home
I leave her crying over her husband, I will live my life alone

Sometimes there are painful consequences when one lover is deceived by another. As was with this poem