The Sniper

In the darkness, I will wait

My heart has become hollow

My mind, a flurry of disaster

In the solitude, I will reign

Creatures which use the night

Become one with the shadows

At midnight will come a scream

That of release, and not of vengeance

Slowly, I loosen my grip on my friend

Cold steel blue, is her eyes and face

I draw her close to my shoulder

When she barks, she cries in pain

Never to feel the recoil of her anger

The moment presses on ever so close

Cold steel and hot lead become one

My position is revealed for a fraction

I feel the eye of the night slowly close

All has remained back to normal

The coolness of the black has returned

My eyes can see without any assistance

As the blood soaks into the ground

We have found One shot, One kill.

Why do we sit in the darkness and wait?

When a cold steel blade is more efficient

When we wait for the kill and Predator.

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15 comments


  • Bill 0331

    Hey Michael. I was at the “Crows Nest ” When were you there ? Can remember a few guys , Cpl Racette,Disdier, PFC Rader and “The Staff” S/Sgt Aasen A Korean Vet. I was gunner with E-2/1 Transfer to H&S and then Crows Nest. Assisted FO’s with 81 mortars that were based at the base of mountain. Bill 0331


  • Reinhold Woykowski

    This was most likely made up for a movie but who really knows. USMC 1972-1974


  • Bob Koceja

    I agree Jim. I was not a Sniper in Nam ’70. This is not what killing feels like. Sounds like a poet without rhythm.


  • Joseph Passarelli

    God Bless You Some Of Us Deal With The Horrible Fog Of War Our Own Way! Semper Fi


  • Joseph Passarelli

    Semper I’m a Marine Sniper 1966 Viet Nam


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