The fight, the sacrifice.

Writhing in pain

It was by he that the deadly strike was lain

I edged toward my sword

To lose, I could not afford

I raised it high

Screaming a war cry

I threw it

Hoping through his back it would hit

Soaring through the air

But with his iron sword

Mine could not compare

Warding it off

I had thought all was lost

Then I heard him cough

His body stiff like frost

Then he collapsed

Against the floor his body slaps

Perplexed as I was

I had no time to pause

I rose to my feet

I felt so beat

But I stumbled over

Nudging away his armor

I raised my blade

I thousand tons it weighed

I let it drop

Only to see it stop

Levitating above his body

A shiver went down my spine ever so chilly

I slammed my fist down on the handle

It wouldn’t budge, my effort was idle

He shot up

Around my neck, his hands a cup

He rendered my breathless

How could I have been so careless?

I had a trick up my sleeve

If I could pull it off, I would not grieve

But my arms couldn’t move

My muscles did not approve

A start button just inches away

I would get it and make a kamikaze

I could end this war

About me written a memoir

I had to make the sacrifice

To detonate this deadly device

And laid upon a honorable grave

Because of my self sacrificial save

I managed to press the button

Then I was roasted just like bacon

Having saved my country, like a tree

I was forever planted in history...