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Watching Through a Scope

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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet
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0 posted 07-30-2009 08:27 AM       View Profile for N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet   Email N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet

The man next to me, holds a picture of his wife and cries.

I crouch lower for the one who moves, dies.

I stare into my scope at the ridge before me.

The dawn breaks to light the enemy for all to see.

They crawl, here and there. There is no wind.

As I let go of my breath, I say a prayer for the man's death.

My finger presses against the trigger, for a bullet to send.

As I hear the shot go off, the world stands still.

Pink Mist filling the sky. A shot of skill.

Those left are next. One shot. One kill.

We pick them off, I let a man run before I fired.

Does he not know? Run from a sniper you'll only die tired.

The man next to me must have got what he desired. For he went home that day, a feat to be admired.

If not for the fact he lay in a casket. I do not cry.

There are many more lives for me to take. Even if only for my families sake.

I do not care for death, nor do I wish for suffering. Yet this war has only started and has much more to bring.

A priest once asked me, how can I be so cold?

I answered as truthfully as I knew how.

"A wise man once said to me:You want to stay alive? Then do as your told! Keep your head down, always be bold. You're the salesman, they the customer. Now get these bullets sold."

Semper Fi

-LostPoet
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crosscountry83
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1 posted 07-30-2009 04:00 PM       View Profile for crosscountry83   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for crosscountry83

Wow this is fabulous poetry. It's very descriptive and I pretty much know what's going on during the whole poem.  I wonder what it would feel like to be in that situation.
Leanne <3
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2 posted 08-06-2009 01:31 AM       View Profile for Leanne <3   Email Leanne <3   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Leanne <3

heaps of war poems normally begin to sound the same because they all have a similar tone, but i really liked how u wrote it from a different perspective.  In some ways a more honest perception of war. kill or be killed.

great job
-Lee
N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet
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3 posted 08-07-2009 02:55 AM       View Profile for N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet   Email N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet

Thank you.

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde

 
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