Last 9th had a bad night.
A night not as dark as it were,
But clouds the mind when he comes around.
At speed threw his weight of a hand
Striked my chin
I felt my teeth base hurting.

An assailant with a knife,
Razor sharp, at a snapshot.
Kitchen type as i took glance.
"Mighty ones have fallen to the kitchen alliance".
But I stood my balance.

Came from behind like coward,
He couldn't confront.
'bore a skirt'.
My breathe sighed "death".
But it wasn't mine for the taking.

Once i took note of his tool,
I immediately, his moves understood.
At that moment I saw in a flash
My dreaded end,
"Coming to an end"
like a movie premiered.

In shock for life About to fade
I locked him...