Dead and Gone

I hold my breath,

I aim my scope,

I am a bringer of death,

I have nothing to do with hope.

 

No sympathy,

And no remorse,

I kill unwillingly,

It’s too late to change course.

 

My path has been chosen,

By the shameless people around me,

I zoom in, and time is frozen,

It’s what I deserve after joining the army.

 

My life has been underlined,

Decided by my abductors,

I kill whoever I’m assigned,

I shoot my prey, his spleen ruptures.

 

I didn’t account for a bullet proof vest,

I shoot once more, aiming for the head,

If I can’t kill him, I shall not rest,

And I cannot leave until my target is DEAD.