Through the telescopic sight the sniper aimed
no emotions clouded his mind.
It was his job to protect the military force
no matter the cost!
From a high point watching and waiting
for him no hesitating!
His specially honed skills often called to assist
in the protection of the troops.
Never killing on impulse but by a strict code
a soldier loyal to his country!
Following orders if instructed would make the kill
his duty he would always fulfil!
Camouflaged hidden from view like a ghost
he haunted the enemy!
They were not safe from his telescopic sight
an angel of death!
Never seen or heard until the lethal bullet strike
confirming the kill on his radio mic!
These lonesome warriors in a war zone!
The Foureyed Poet.