Vitality's End Poem by Simbarashe Raymond Mudukuti

All I remember was the training we had gone through
Toughened to face any enemy
Conditioned for all
Was holding the all-time revolutionary gun
Heavy artillery being shelled at us
With my AK and a few rounds
We had been told how close we were at clamping the enemies down
I had the determination of eleven dogs
Face to face I was with the enemy's combatants
Bullets went through the air like sand dunes in a wind storm
My feet started trembling
I wasn't a coward at war and my cadres knew this
I started feeling week
Not because it was our seventh day in the jungle
But weak as if I no support structure in my legs
As I looked down I saw everyone continuing with the fight
As is they did not consider my flying presence ability
Oh so I was a flying
So this is how death feels like
I had been killed like a bandit in a foreign land
The cause, I didn't know
Just wanted my general to feel proud of me
Dead I was, off to the next dimension