I don't own Vegeta but I do own the poem, It took me a while to write this on and am proud of it.
His powerful Gait
His meaningful strut
He walks with dignity and head held up
He smirks and says this is the end
Than he turns and says goodbye to all his friends
He faces the enemy head on
Wondering what they'll do when he was gone
He takes a final glance at his son
So brave, so young
Then turns to face his destiny
Mountains rumble and crash to the ground
The dust dances and swirls around their feet
All of his power will go in this bound
He sighs and for a fleeting moment thought of backing out
But they were counting on him
His friends
His family
The time has come
The end was near
He felt no fear
Only anger and hatered burning in his heart
Determination crossed his face
As he powered up for his final attack
He thought about how he might not come back
As he exploded, he felt no pain
The mountains quaked and turned to dust
His friends watched sorrowfully
He had given his life to save his loved ones
And for that he will never be forgotten
For he was once proud and arragent
But now he was nothing but dust
He was royal
The prince of the intire sayjin race
His planet turned to dust
Only a few sayjins left
He was forced to move on
He settled on earth
And had a family
Made friends even if he didn't realize it
But that was in the past
That was all over now
As the last particles of his once living body faded
Away with the wind
His friends realize
The end
Death
Really is the ultimate sacrafice
Dedecated to the one and only
PRINCE VEGETA
THE END