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


  • CHARLES

    I have no idea who the idiot is, who wrote this but he/she is in bad need of mental help. Please if anyone knows this person get them some counseling immediately.


  • Jim Praytor

    Seems like BS to me. Count me one of the originals from 1966. This is not the thoughts of a sniper but some romantic that thinks they know.


  • Kenny Horton

    Ooh rah one shot one kill Semper Fi


  • Karl H Grosshans

    5th Marines Scout/Sniper Vietnam 66-67


  • Michael Kelly

    Semper Fi I’m a Marine Scout Sniper Vit 1969 Vietnam !


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