Epitaph Upon A Famous Sniper Who Died Poem by Istabraq Al Ahmadi

Epitaph Upon A Famous Sniper Who Died



Here he lies, a man brave
A hero who sleeps in his grave.
The love of his land singing still
And his gun never grew shrill.
With a blind finger and a flag overhead,
With his sharp eyes of death and hate
Many beloved children dropped dead.

Saturday, March 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: children,hate,hero,lies,war
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Istabraq Al Ahmadi

Istabraq Al Ahmadi

Iraq/ Al Anbar/ Ramadi
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