Bright green plants,
Dark brown bark and mud
Of a forester's track,
Running through a forest.
Low hanging mist, a
Cold, damp feeling.
An Australian crack-shot,
formerly of Reasonable
Excavation and Demolition.
This was his
Preferred environment -
Peaceful, and free of other humans.
Still a long walk
In front of him.
He stopped and
Listened for a while
To the birdsong
Coming from the tree-tops.
RED and BLU were fighting no more.
This was partially
Sniper's fault.
Both he and his counterpart
Along with a Medic, Spy and a
Heavy sized distraction,
Sniper killed Redmond and Blutarch.
Still, thought Sniper,
We're all free now.
I can now
Roam the forests of
Good old Oz.
And be released from my pain.
Sniper continued on
His hike.
His parents not accepting him, but
As a secret from them
A wife waiting in his van along with
A child, their first-born.
