I see a child's crying face.

It haunts my nights.
I close my eyes and

I see a child's crying face

I remember when I finished my sniper training.
I remember the pride of finishing the course.

I see a child's crying face.

An enemy officer I was assigned to take out.
His image was burned into my mind.

His planning ability was killing a lot of my buddies
His career I was told to finish.

I see a child's crying face

We had gotten word that he was going home for leave.
It was the only place we knew he would be.

I crawled through the trees.
I crawled to the place I knew he would be.

I see a child's crying face

Over hills and thru water and muck.
My mission was all I could think about.

He was to meet his family.
A celebration, there was to be.

I see a child's crying face

As he squatted down to eat with his family.
His body filled my crosshairs.

I fired off my shot and I saw that it hit.
His body dropped to the floor.

I see a child's crying face

It was the best shot that I had to take.
My mission was a success and lives I did save.

I could see the family recoil in horror.
Blood spurted onto a child standing at his side.

I saw a child's crying face!

If what I did was so right,
Tell me why it is that every night...

I see a child's crying face