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Hetzer wrote: | It's from a poem? |
Aye.
https://iwvpa.net/authorsuk/silent-s.php
Quote: | SILENT SACRIFICE
I do not enjoy existing this way,
Hiding in shadows from the light of day.
Unseen by those I see yet felt by those I touch,
I live in a world where war governs much.
With my weapon in hand and many faces in my head,
I look them in the eyes, those whose blood I’ll shed.
For I feel no pain and I feel no hate,
Towards those who’s life I’m about to take.
I am the hand of God; I am the dealer of fate.
From a distance, in the trees and shadows I wait.
With a round in the chamber and the bolt locked tight,
I look them in the eyes through my telescopic sight.
They do not see me; they have nothing to say,
To the sniper in the bushes 500 yards away.
They live their life with no care in the world.
They know nothing of the sniper-rifle I hold.
I touch the trigger and I say goodbye,
The man in my sights is about to die.
He crumples like paper as the round hits his head,
I feel no pain, no regrets to be said.
I move on to the next, he falls just as fast,
I aim for my targets; I make every round last.
As the bodies pile up, in the shadows I disappear,
My job here is finished, my conscience remains clear.
As a sniper, with many faces burned in my mind,
there’s no joy living this way,
But for my brothers-in-arms, whose lives I hold dear,
it is a sacrifice I’ll gladly pay.
Author Unknown |
____________________ Chances are quite high you are not in my Monkeysphere, and I don't care about you. Don't take it personally.
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Quote: | SILENT SACRIFICE
I do not enjoy existing this way,
Hiding in shadows from the light of day.
Unseen by those I see yet felt by those I touch,
I live in a world where war governs much.
With my weapon in hand and many faces in my head,
I look them in the eyes, those whose blood I’ll shed.
For I feel no pain and I feel no hate,
Towards those who’s life I’m about to take.
I am the hand of God; I am the dealer of fate.
From a distance, in the trees and shadows I wait.
With a round in the chamber and the bolt locked tight,
I look them in the eyes through my telescopic sight.
They do not see me; they have nothing to say,
To the sniper in the bushes 500 yards away.
They live their life with no care in the world.
They know nothing of the sniper-rifle I hold.
I touch the trigger and I say goodbye,
The man in my sights is about to die.
He crumples like paper as the round hits his head,
I feel no pain, no regrets to be said.
I move on to the next, he falls just as fast,
I aim for my targets; I make every round last.
As the bodies pile up, in the shadows I disappear,
My job here is finished, my conscience remains clear.
As a sniper, with many faces burned in my mind,
there’s no joy living this way,
But for my brothers-in-arms, whose lives I hold dear,
it is a sacrifice I’ll gladly pay.
Author Unknown |
Yes, in one context it's a deeply moving piece, if we take it to be by a patriotic soldier fighting for his country's cause, with the well-being of his comrade soldiers a motivating/mitigating factor.
However, in another, more twisted context, (for example religious or other extremist context) it's a nasty justification for killing strangers.
Edit: It's a fine line between heroism and martyrdom
So......I'm sticking with Rolph, and it's not often you'll hear me say THAT ____________________ Whether you think you can, or think you can't, you're probably right |
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The Shaggy D.A. wrote: | Hetzer wrote: | It's from a poem? |
Aye.
https://iwvpa.net/authorsuk/silent-s.php
Quote: | SILENT SACRIFICE
I do not enjoy existing this way,
Hiding in shadows from the light of day.
Unseen by those I see yet felt by those I touch,
I live in a world where war governs much.
With my weapon in hand and many faces in my head,
I look them in the eyes, those whose blood I’ll shed.
For I feel no pain and I feel no hate,
Towards those who’s life I’m about to take.
I am the hand of God; I am the dealer of fate.
From a distance, in the trees and shadows I wait.
With a round in the chamber and the bolt locked tight,
I look them in the eyes through my telescopic sight.
They do not see me; they have nothing to say,
To the sniper in the bushes 500 yards away.
They live their life with no care in the world.
They know nothing of the sniper-rifle I hold.
I touch the trigger and I say goodbye,
The man in my sights is about to die.
He crumples like paper as the round hits his head,
I feel no pain, no regrets to be said.
I move on to the next, he falls just as fast,
I aim for my targets; I make every round last.
As the bodies pile up, in the shadows I disappear,
My job here is finished, my conscience remains clear.
As a sniper, with many faces burned in my mind,
there’s no joy living this way,
But for my brothers-in-arms, whose lives I hold dear,
it is a sacrifice I’ll gladly pay.
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Cool, I was right. What did I win. If it's a bullet, can I return to sender? |
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Old Thread Alert!
The last post was made 6 years, 198 days ago. Instead of replying here, would creating a new thread be more useful? |
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