# The Kill

Author: WolfFang85
Tags: Poem

 

# The Kill
  

I feel the cold steel of the blade on my skin.  
My target walks in front of me,  
Unaware of the danger that follows.  
I stalk him like a true predator,  
Always watching, moving in the shadows,  
But never causing him alarm at what may follow.  
  
The prey I hunt is a man born of evil.  
A murderer, a thief, and a rapist.  
My order has chosen me for this,  
Picked me above all others,  
To end this man's life for good.  
  
I must pick my moment carefully,  
Too early and I will be caught,  
Too late and he will get away.  
He moves toward a crowded street,  
Probably to satisfy a desire of safety,  
But I simply smile.  
The crowded the street, the easier it is to disappear.  
  
I move closer, inching my way for the strike.  
Moving through the crowd like a shadow,  
For my target must die tonight.  
With inches between us, I position my blade.  
The moment has come, I must strike.  
  
The blade pierces his heart, ending his life.  
He does not struggle or make a sound,  
For the strike came to fast.  
The training I have received has prepared me for this,  
Made me a true Assassin.  
As I feel the life drain from his body,  
I pull the blade out and ease him to the ground.  
The crowd around is still unaware that a life has just ended.

  A simple prayer is said, to ease the passing of his life,  
And to allow retribution for this man's soul.  
As the last word slips my lips,  
I turn and disappear into the night.  
Another evil is ended, and my next hunt shall begin.

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