Leon was up at 4:00 AM;
The alarm clock just redundancy.
The assassin lives by
An internal clock;
That and a set of
Precise rules and equations.
He trains harder than a Navy Seal.
He eats and breathes
In a mental kill zone.
He looks not for fame or a cause;
…an army of one.
The target has been shadowed
Everyday for two weeks now;
Code name Jasper.
A notebook of daily chess moves
Has been recorded.
Jasper leaves the Hyatt Regency at 6:15 AM
For a jog in the park with bodyguards
…taking the same route;
And the same twenty minutes
It was decided then.
Leon would set up shop in the
Holy Trinity Lutheran Church;
West 65th West across from the park;
…God would be watching.
There would be morning traffic,
Horns, jack hammers, pigeons shuffling
Leon would account for the wind
And any precipitation.
It’s now Tuesday morning.
Leon walks in anonymity to the church
With a small non-descriptive duffel bag.
He avoids the clergy
And climbs the 107 steps to the spire.
He assembles his Cheytac .408 rifle.
If he does his job, Jasper’s
Heart will be obliterated within the hour;
…and he always does his job!
It’s 6:45 AM;
It’s roughly 15 minutes before
Jasper’s jog will lead him out of the park.
Leon’s mind now visualizes the kill.
He eats a Powerbar.
He spends five minutes in quiet meditation;
It’s a melodic vacuum;
… a harmonic silence.
Leon now studies the park sidewalk
Looking for advanced scouts; bodyguards.
His breathing decelerates;
His heart rate slows;
His brain amplifies
Leon’s fingerprint now massages
The cold steel trigger;
There will be no further blinking.
The church bells now begin their stirring
For a 7:00 AM sunrise,
…Gong …Gong ..
Leon’s breathing now matches the joggers pace.
His heartbeat in unison with Jaspers
…and a muffled shot is fired
Thru the misted air.
Leon leaves a single rose
On the marble tile.
Far below in the sanctuary
Father Cain looks up from the altar
…sensing God’s struggle.