Poem: Friends

This is a poem I wrote over 20 years ago in high school, about two
good friends who seemed to be constantly competing with one
another.  Though I intended no offense by it, I don't think they
liked it much...

Friends

The two men faced the challenge
With wills as hard
as steel;
Powered by the need to win
Their own two fates they
sealed.

Competition had for years
Been only in their
games.
But when it spread throughout their lives,
They treated
it the same.

Each vowed to crush the other one,
Put
himself on top.
If they could see through others' eyes
This
senseless bout would stop.

They looked instead through
blinded eyes,
Their hearts controlled their heads.
So when the
smoke rose from the field
Two old grey men were dead.