Stalingrad Scope

Stalingrad 1942 City surrounded Bloodied human zoo Shattered buildings Architecture ruin Walls of peace Blasted and strewn In the rubble he crawls Suited white Background blend Silent For hours he lies Corpse still Eyes in focus Await his kill German Half-track Up ahead Scope fixed On the commanders head Range set Wind adjust Breathe in Shots a must Trigger squeezed Echo of sound Mosin-Nagant round Enemy bound In the blink of an eye Pace of it Bullet hits The hear of it Momentarily he stands In a swaying state Zaytsev,s shot Seals his fate As panic unfolds As to where the shot came This white uniformed assassin In his theatre domain This Ural peasant Soviet Hero In a battered Stalingrad Where moral was zero This silent killer Who seen out this war In Kiev city A Red Soviet Star http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php