Hunted

I’m lying here reflecting back

This final day, my last attack

I had my orders, knew the drill

The U.S. sniper I’m to kill

I’m confident I’ll pass the test

In my own country, I’m the best

I found where he had come ashore

And tracked him thru the valley floor

Thru mountain passes, thickets thick

Outflanking him should do the trick

I tracked him through this final push

Then hid myself for this ambush

While aiming weapon, setting sight

I’m sensing something isn’t right

As leaves would sway on distant breeze

There’s something static in those leaves

I spotted there beneath a tree

The hunted sniper hunting me

My blood ran cold behind my draw

His muzzle flash was all I saw