Snipe-hunter skilled
Aim-kill the elusive
But first-out flank
Warm body-skirmish.
He looked-sighted
Scope on sniper rifle
Squeezed the trigger
Warm body now erased.
Quickly left the scene
Careful-left no trace
Wasn’t seen or heard
Mourners cried-hated.
Could kill from a mile away
High-powered rifle made
from coffin; wood-bullets
used to nail coffin shut.
Took life after life-tried
not to look at their face
or wedding ring-just get
the bloody job done.
Then one day had to take
out wife’s father-couldn’t
Loved her too much-he
became the next victim.
Was with his wife and kids
Never heard the bullet
Snuffed out at thirty three
Shot by his father-in-law.
‘2009’ RLS
Very well written and thought
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
A family member of mine that was in the Police Force, was take out like this!!
Love Tinka
I was with you all the way on this one. What a tragedy, especially the last line. fantastic write once again.
Mary