AN: Another one of my patented "I got bored during fourth period" deals. I'm getting more and more them, have you noticed? Oh well. We usually take notes during fourth, so it's not hard to scribble something out. This actually began as a title that just popped into my head, and I wanted to try my hand at another fanfic poem, so I put a couple of numbers together (in my calculator) and got some other number. So here goes nothing. I hope you enjoy. I don't own DBZ.

Upturned Face

You are alone, warrior

Fighter, son, brother, friend

Alone

Stranded

And no one knows where, nor will they search

Why should they look for someone they've been told

Is dead?

By all accounts, you should be dead

Are you fortunate in still being alive?

Are you lucky to have retained your life?

Perhaps, perhaps not

The battle was lost before it had even begun, warrior

And this is the penalty for losing

The punishment for defeat is to fight again

This time for life itself, for breath,

For the simple ability to move

Your efforts, noble as they were,

Ended in injury, solitude, agony, and blood

You took the chance, fighter, and you lost

And so you pay the price by feeling your life

Slipping away, falling through your fingers

How will this battle end?

Survival or death?

Only time will tell, but the situation is grim

Precarious

You are dancing on the edge of a narrow cliff

Tiptoeing along the very rim of the precipice

But with no way to pull yourself back up

Should you fall, and falling means death

Even now, the thin ice that supports your life cracks

Threatening to break through at any moment

But you are still alive

And still alone

You have a family, noble warrior

What of them? They do not know of you

They do not realize that you remain still

Lingering in the land of the living

A family and friends, good friends

They mourn for someone not yet departed

Someone who has not yet crossed over

Someone not yet dead, but barely alive

And a world that does not know

Does not know of your situation

Would they care, even if they did know?

You fought for this world, heroic fighter

You fought to protect a place and a people

Who would never know you

And never remember your name

You sacrificed, and you suffered

And what did you receive for your pain?

Nothing…but loss

But you persevered, strong one

Just like today, when you fought a losing battle

And your reward for your sacrifice remains the same

The same as it has been for all your life

And so you lay, warrior

Sprawled on your back

Your bruised face is upturned looking towards the heavens

Like a flower reaching for that last bit of sunlight

But the trees block out the sun

And through the canopy of branches and leaves

The light cannot be seen

Leaving shade on the ground

Mere shadows thrown across the blood-soaked grass

And across a fallen hero's upturned face

AN: Good, bad, what? This is kind of a tribute to Gohan when he's laying unconscious in the woods after that whole thing with Majin Buu. But I'm sure y'all could figure that one out. Duh! Okay, now I'm just babbling. Sorry 'bout that. Thanks for reading!