Their missions often involved being positioned on hills off the trails the enemy used to travel with their troops and supplies. The snipers did not take out just any target. Their aim was always directed at the officers and commanders of the Viet- Cong. How you may ask did they know the difference between the leaders and the every day troops. Well you see the enemy officers often wore shiny helmets compared to the regulars. It was these helmets they looked for and ultimately trained their sights on. The Viet-Cong took awhile to figure this out…which was to our advantage in a war of hide and seek and hide again. My sincere gratitude goes out to these men of cunning and bravery. May your sights always be clear and your aim true to the cause of freedom.
“A distant mist filled hill”
So here we are on a distant mist filled hill
Looking for the shiny helmets in the chill
For some their stomachs feel a familiar ill
As they put in their sights the final kill
For me it’s just another run of the mill
In my mind I block it out as I hide behind the sill
It seems so dark at times, no one to send the bill
For my heart aches for the dead only until
The next one comes up the trail and I get my fill
The rations they give us taste like a sour dill
Often times I rest and think of a lost love, Jill
The memories help erase the guilt like a magic pill
Here comes another one, I’ll rest my sight on his gill
The silent shot rings out the sound and flash nil
Never do I miss; it is the aim of an expert will.
B.A.S. 11/11/08 7:00 AM EST
In war all is not fair….the faithful win the spoils.
In love all is not fair....the unfaithful forever toil.
To my brothers and sisters at arms, may your victories be many
And your loses be mere battles in a war against evil and hate.
A war that will have a certain victory for those who follow the faith.
In Our Majesties Service:
Psalm 118 Proverbs 18 & 19:1
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