Infantry

INFANTRY At alert all day, Waiting for the Marshal's orders, To move into position against the foes, Disintegrating into companies, To launch their campaign. Day and night on the battlefield, Bullets raining the sky, Reinforcements and air supports engaged, Soldiers left hoping to come back alive, But many died on the battleground, And others injured, Sacrificing their lives at the altar of victory. As a sniper, I said to a fellow soldier ''God gave me a special gift, Made of fine instrument of warfare, If He was to put me and my sniper riffle, Anywhere up to and including a mile, A mile to the arch enemy, With a clear view of sight, Pack your bags young men, War is over''. ANYABOLU IFEANYI GENTLE A.D 2019,JAN 29 {whatsapp 07061816037}