Heiderich Poem

I have it. That I cannot deny.
I can no longer postpone the fact that I'm going to die.

I have to hurry, have to leave my mark.
Before I must surrender to that everlasting dark

I don't want to be forgotten, don't want my name to be lost.
Even if I must succumb sooner as a cost.

Blood on my hand, so sanguine.
Now I know my friend has seen.

I throw him off, back onto the stair.
This isn't his world! Why should he care?!

The fact is I'll soon be gone.
I have to accomplish something before I say so long.

Those people give me that chance.
I can't leave them now! My work is in its last stance.

Now I see the truth at last.
I have to do something and do it fast.

I drag my friend to that last ship with care.
He can go home I'll send him up into the air.

I think I understand, at last I see.
Maybe being remembered by those I knew is enough for me.

I fall now as the bullet his my back.
I smile as the world goes black.