Array ( [sid] => 15433 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => The Sniper [time] => 2003-04-01 22:32:32 [hometext] => This poem is based on the cruel sport called war and it's ironies [bodytext] => As darkness enveloped the god forsaken charred degenerated meadow,
the slippery professional sniper adjusted his silvery sights,
onto a lingering cringing shadow.
The day till now seemed heartless and cruel,
like a cumbersome lead laden cart,
the target had been a bit too smart.

Crawling steadily along the trecherous wobbly terrain,
a million thoughts rammed merrily his throbbing brain.
His gun burning into a scalding hot kettle,
this will be his glorious moment,
to prove his impregnable mettle.
Brushing aside the pains of many a lecherous leach,
the enemy is tricked at last,
within his deadly unrelenting reach.

An authoritative roar shattered the pregnant ,uneasy silence,
the war at last lost it's poisonous essence.
Turning the hapless limp body,
with an intoxicating,victorious swagger,
he saw the face of his own brother.
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The Sniper
Date: Tuesday, 1st April 2003 @ 10:32:32 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: ravi
As darkness enveloped the god forsaken charred degenerated meadow,
the slippery professional sniper adjusted his silvery sights,
onto a lingering cringing shadow.
The day till now seemed heartless and cruel,
like a cumbersome lead laden cart,
the target had been a bit too smart.

Crawling steadily along the trecherous wobbly terrain,
a million thoughts rammed merrily his throbbing brain.
His gun burning into a scalding hot kettle,
this will be his glorious moment,
to prove his impregnable mettle.
Brushing aside the pains of many a lecherous leach,
the enemy is tricked at last,
within his deadly unrelenting reach.

An authoritative roar shattered the pregnant ,uneasy silence,
the war at last lost it's poisonous essence.
Turning the hapless limp body,
with an intoxicating,victorious swagger,
he saw the face of his own brother.


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