A Message To A Sniper * Poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek

Sniper! !
Why do you disguise
in that disgraceful mask
To do your dirty task
Hiding on the rooftop
To do your nasty job

Why don't you come down?
And shoot me on the ground
In the muddy streets of my town
Come down

Then your shot will go straight ahead
To hit my head
In the right place
On my very face

Or you can aim your gun to my chest
And report your boss with the case! !
Then you can take a rest
For another round
But just come down to the ground

You may have another choice…
That you can raise your gun and your voice
And shoot with rejoice
But come down, to meet face to face
Then you can send your gunshot into my eye
The right eye
To make me die
But on the muddy streets of my town
So, please come down
To the ground

You can aim at my head
Come down to the ground and shoot
And tread my neck with your boot
I will not run
But kiss the mouth of your gun

When you come down
We may look like puppet and clown
We can play the game of cat and rat
But will never run or give my back
You will never miss my track
To kill me with cold blood
But - please - on the muddy streets of my town
So please come down

Sniper! !
I am so fond of your high skill
The way you (shoot to kill) *
How can you aim at my very head
From such a distance?
And make your shot rest
Between my eyes or in my chest
With no resistance?

By the way sniper,
Do you have any idea about the guys?
Whom you send your shot between their eyes?
Do you know their names?
Have you ever been acquainted with them?
Or played some games with her or him?
Do you know those victims?
That you shoot from that place?
Or you just guess! !
Then trigger and press your gun
To - randomly - kill anyone,
Then you report the mission is done

I am really fond of your high taste of selection
Killing ONLY doctors at a time or teachers
Are they human beings or they are mere creatures?

Those who you pick out their souls
With a five-pounds bullet of ammunition
Do you have any idea of their education?
Where they went to college?
To study science and gain the knowledge
In teaching and medicine
Then come to treat your family
Or teach your kids
To help them learn and read
And move from stage to stage
And develop through the age

Sniper! !
I know how you have been trained
To use the Kalashnikov
Or shoot with the Molotov
Or fly the Antinov
But we also know of Pavlov's
Theory of Classical Conditioning
Through which you have been trained
Like a dog to bark, to bite or kill
In cold blood, but with high skill

We know how you have been conditioned
Not to say (NO)
Because you don't know how to say the NO
And supposed not to know
You only trained to shoot between the eyes
And give a laugh of victory when someone dies
Unaware of the curse
That the victims send at your ugly face
But despite your gun
They remain the winners of the long race