A poem written while on a combined forces operation in south
america
- Death Angel's the name,
- Description unknown.
- Well Trained and disciplined,
- He travels alone
- Like the Spirit of Death,
- He is unseen.
- No sound no trace,
- The enemy's worst dream.
- He finds his target and
- eliminates them with skill,
- For he is a Marine Corps Sniper
- One shot one kill!