American Sniper Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

American Sniper



American Sniper

Have you watched sniper
USA’s?
Have you read the comments?

The U.S. Navy SEAL Chris Kyle,
Played the Cooper, Bradley
Takes his gun as gadget, to mission
Protects those comrades who as he
Gun in hand and soulless go around
Destroy, kill blind; mothers, kids—

He became most lethal sniper
He is shame to stars, red-blue
Also white…American history.

Truly he took lives even though
Some claim:
“He has saved countless lives.”

Now let us, for moment camouflage
Be able to change side and be the:
“Insurgent”
(They in fact can be right.)

Sniper is nothing but machine
“Dirty Fox”
In shelters he goes, hides and
Gadgets do the job.

He is machine, with no heart
He pulls the trigger, shoots, fire
And blood…

Looking down, or upward
Shame on those high above.

He is tool and blind.

Saturday, July 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: political utopia
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