Down the Sight of a Rifle

Down The Sight Of A Rifle Looking down the sights of his rifle He sees people he was told were his enemies Men, women and children walking down the street Who are real enemies? Who are innocents living their lives? His finger tightens on the trigger How could he know if his shot was true? He watches the people carefully Hearing his orders echo through his head The order was given a half a world away By men sitting in a room trying to raise the body count They don’t know the people their orders effect They can’t look into a new mother’s eyes as she holds her baby The trigger starts to tighten as the man obeys The gun blasts forth a breath of flame The bullet leaves not knowing its target The bullet lands five miles away never tasting blood That day a soldier decided that no one would die No one would be in the hospital because of him That day he would be the hero who no one knows He knew in his heart that he cared about other people If only more thought like him Felt like him War would no longer exist No humans would die needlessly And there would be peace