The Rifleman sleeps

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The rifleman sleeps now that the war is done
The cocking handle left open on his gun
No more bullets, triggers and muzzle flash
All those days spent killing are now left in the past

The rifleman sleeps deep down in the ground
Warm in the embrace of mother nature's bound
She kisses him softly on the head
Says don't worry about pain because you're already dead

Some wake up to the clear blue skies
Others never have the chance to open their eyes

The epitaph reads, 'Don't cry for me'
I knew what I was doing and you're still free
I did my duty and protected you from harm
Adorn my grave with flowers and get back in your car

And remember...

Some wake up to the clear blue skies
Others never have the chance to open their eyes
Some wake up to the clear blue skies
Others never have the chance to open their eyes
 
thats the kind of stuff that makes you stop and think about what life an freedom are all about. I would bet money that the Army recruiting/PR people would love to get a hold of your poem. Nice writing with the ability to make the audience draw a mental picture as they read. thanks for sharing.
 
Wow!

I don't really care for poetry but man, that's really good!

"The epitaph reads, 'Don't cry for me'
I knew what I was doing and you're still free
I did my duty and protected you from harm
Adorn my grave with flowers and get back in your car"

I like those lines the most^^
 
It's not established what kind of story. I only got my first page done. My other story was about 22 pages and was about a pack of wolves. I still didn't finish that one, but i am pushing my new story to be with night elves and bowmen. I don't really know yet.
 

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