Rifleman's Creed

Rifleman's Creed

A Poem by Subterannean

This is my d***o. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

My d***o is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.

My d***o, without me, is useless. Without my d***o, I am useless. I must fire my d***o true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...

My d***o and I know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...

My d***o is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my d***o clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...

Before God, I swear this creed. My d***o and I are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.

So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace!

© 2016 Subterannean

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Added on January 23, 2016
Last Updated on January 27, 2016