Life is but a struggle
Of two forces in play
They fight and fued endlessly
From day to night to day
The battle continues on and on
The fighting does not stop
But for he who is the victor
Will surely come out on top
The forces are of good and bad
Pitted against each other
For me the bad side always wins
For he is like my brother
One with halo, one with horns
All atop their bobble-heads
The good one's hair, as fine as silk
The bad one's, all in dreads
How about:::
The horned one of no conscience,no heart much less a mind
Selfish and self-centered will take anything he can
The haloed one of purity ,of beaming every bright light
It the one to look to,in the good times and the bad
Just a suggestion........