Sniper Poems - Poems about Sniper

Men who hulking thugs lobby, Now and then their hobby To winning rivals clobber, Hitting them until they slobber; Their tunes for the piper A much worse viper, Venom as good a wiper As enemy- silencing sniper. Old owners of power Mythical the eleventh hour Their only message for The Youth: A not- yet- your- time hurting truth....

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VietNam Sniper It seems that the night lingers then departs clawing for one more minute, but in a vain attempt to defeat the sun. The encumbered fog groans and gently rises from The ground to allow fixed eyes to see with piteous recognition, the bushes that hide death. Then as he probes, a shadow appears, then the black of the...

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I see their ghosts ... dancing before me like madmen moon-daubed scarecrows of the corn hurling curses like daggers I see their eyes ... the gleams change to glaze with every considerate nuzzle of the trigger recoil punching my shoulder I see their sorrow ... in a last instant of confusion the tear that will birth a thousand more from the dear ones left behind I see...

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I see their ghosts ... dancing before me like madmen like moon-daubed scarecrows of the corn hurling curses like daggers (righteous retribution) ... I see their eyes ... the gleams change to glaze with every considerate nuzzle of the trigger recoil punching my shoulder (yin to a horrid yang) ... I see their sorrow ... in a last instant of confusion the tear that will birth a...

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Years ago this story I am told Of a bullet that came from a tree No combat yet a peaceful day One walking to gather water to shave Helmet in hand to pick up the water A bullet hit him in the head Unable to yell with blood in his throat David came to his rescue Pulling him to safety yelling for a...

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There is nothing chivalrous about a sniper. In days of yore, when the rain did pour; Inside an inn, they spoke of was and when. Even then their present was defined by their history, As they prepared to march off to war again. With muddied boots, we stomp on those which we call our enemy. With feasts of meat and ale...

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Mortally wounded, a soldier writhes in pain, crawls bloody on the bloodied earth. From up a cliff a sniper takes aim again to finish off a task with neither rage ...

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Shoot straight, Don’t let your gaze stray, Breath slow and measured, Frame the mark in the sun’s rays. Make a bead, Feel the wind, Clear your mind, All but this rescind. Take it slow, Think ahead, Know the moment To release that deadly lead. No time to ponder None for regrets, You’ve done your duty In terminating threats. You’re the archangel Of right and might The gavel of justice, Our enemy’s blight....

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STIER'S SNIPER POOPY STOOPY DIAPER-- Stier Fire MAYBE BABE STINKY WINKY POOPY STOOPY Stier Fire Sniper Diaper? . 12/20/18 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2018© ....

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A sniper is a secretly angelic person who mysteriously causes miracles when that person has their scope on a crestfallen soul and when the sad soul is about to give up, the saint will take their shot, rejuvenating the pained soul back to blissful life without knowing what exactly happened...

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Trump Soon Became A Sniper Trump searched and soon became sniper; He was hard at it and then became hyper; Wore frown; Let people down, And became world's worst at being a typer. Jim Horn...

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SNIPER A yell “ man down;” then zing, pock, pock, pock, pock against the sandbag revetment. Down on the plain is a man in a spider hole, he is well hidden and armed well enough, smokeless powder provides no clues. Binoculars and spotter scopes range and scan. The wounded soldier moves arms weakly, asking for help, hands exploring a bloody chest; each attempt...

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Shoot To Kill Life is something You do not revere In an instant The words come clear Shoot to kill Of notoriety You haven't gotten Quite your fill The gun in your hands Gives you an unholy thrill The pain in your brain Goes away once you take aim On your unsuspecting targets You think of the fame The glory of your name If you make this shot A...

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word sniper mental piper i am still known speak from me knowledge from spit rainbows question marks what rain of love produced a shadow tis but mine this reflctioning of pale sea foam sorrowed sand time is but my riddle fiddle for myselfs bit back hand insanity fondles trapped perpetually clapped for me mister mental piper word sniper ?...

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SARAJEVO 1994-95 - the sniper He hides behind the dirty window pane with eyes all cold and void of any care in blinding heat or through a drizzle rain his thoughts are only what has brought him there. His mind's not thinking that's a special friend, nor is that girl in love; he doesn't care; the choice comes on with no...

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