Doing the Dying

Doing the dying is the hardest thing There, we rage about on that battle ground With all the enemies in the bearing. All cardinal points death indeed surround; Blood spatt'ring from neck; a fellow's head fell There, we rage about on that battle ground. Drowning souls downward to the gulf of hell With no slightest guilt in the souless eyes Blood spatt'ring from neck; a fellow's head fell. There I was, a man and monster in ties Staking lives of enemy or of friend With no slightest guilt in the souless eyes. For me the dying will come at the end In awe pride will I sleep, for I am done Stalking lives of enemy or of friend. The dying is come and my life is gone, Doing the dying is the hardest thing In awe pride will I sleep, for I am done With all the enemies in the bearing. BY: OSUJI CHIBUEZE (PEN NAME: CHIBZ OBSERVER)