I see your face beneath a starry sky
Arms extended with gun in hand
My blood-soaked body yields a weakened cry
Steam and anger crowd your reddened face
As my life ebbs towards a final grace
My body jumps as bullets pump
Into my bleeding chest
Fatal rounds fired
With military zest.
Voices speak of me in a former tense
As boots smash into my feeble limbs
My impending demise makes little sense
I can taste the dew on the blood-soaked grass
As I grope around for a discarded shoe
This foolish move provides the perfect cue
For you to complete your deadly task.
I am rigid, scared, crying inside
My legs are warm and wet
From oozing piss I could not hide.
I know what is coming, few surprises
On the road to nowhere.
Then I see you creeping
Towards my dying frame
You kneel with perfect aim, and
One more bullet smashes into
My exploding brain.