Iron Sights Runner Part I

Iron Sights Runner Part I

For Remembrance Day

Run from the men who
have him in their iron sights
waiting to pull the trigger
he is running in their land
with no papers, no legal status
leaving his ugly sole marks on their land
just by being present they have created war

Now his unit is dead and bleeding
their demonic blood flowing on their heavenly ground
but he must retreat or face capture or death
Perched up on the hill is a sniper and his spotter

watching the runner’s every move
spotter relaying the wind direction and distance
A shot is fired and misses the runner by a few feet
he keeps on running missing the first bullet
and he smiles as he still has a chance to make
the camouflaged rescue motor boat in the distance

He hides behind a rock
the second shot is fired
remington bullet hits the beige rock
and dust flies up he gets up and now

he runs happily to have missed the second bullet
he makes his way running in a staggered path
another shot is fired missing him again
another relief, the third bullet missing him
he’s reaching the final segment
he sees his friends reaching out their hands

He almost trips over a rock
and his helmet tilts on the left of his head
A last shot is heard and enters
from his exposed right side
and blows his brains on the side of the boat
Sending his helmet off hitting the hull
Was the last noise he made on this earth
the iron sight runner didn’t make it

the camouflaged motorboat takes off
in haste afraid to be victims of the sniper and spotter
who now smile and pat each other on the backs

As they make their way back
poppies grow in their hands
Reminding of the friend they lost
in the foreign land
they all forgot his name
but every Remembrance day
they place a poppy on their shelves
by the pictures they took
of the units before they were sent off to war

now a lonely white unmarked cross stands
in a lonely graveyard
the cold rain falls on the cross
and freeze with the upcoming winter
©2016 Rajinder