Killed in encounter

Death came silently for me
from the dark long shadows
of an unearthly night .
With the smell of cordite
and the searing heat of molten lead
piercing into me.
From the distant mass of darkness,
gunfire and barking of dogs
were the last sounds
that I heard ,
just before I remembered
the face of my child
and the smell of my wife.
These deaths come unannounced
lurking in the shadows of nights
even as we seek them
as the meaning of our lives.
The grassy turf will now retain
the smell of my blood
mixed with the dew , till sunrise;
before they take away my corpse.
Dancing on the wings of fireflies
death came to me silently
on an unearthly night.