Another British
Soldier dying in the Dust
Another British PM saying
I must
Take war to the enemy
Despite it being a
felony
Got to protect this liberty
Pursuing our democracy
Amongst the medieval
peasantry
Holding advanced
western weaponry
We kill them all with
enmity
It’s our speciality
We can’t show no
empathy
For the Islamic
mentality
This Taliban pedigree
Their dying is
heavenly
We call it blind
zealotry
A murderous recipe
For war almost
endlessly
But the bloody legacy
Is our soldiers dying
helplessly
With newscasters
breathlessly
Reciting the elegy
As the wives cry
helplessly
That age-old melody
That scores the
serenity
Of the politicians
confidentiality
As they bow to the hegemony
Of wars cruel
necessity
And the infallible
cruelty
That makes children twitch
hysterically
On the roads into
Ghanzi
As they die so
regrettably
By digital telemetry
Sending them to the
cemetery
As we look on
contemptuously
Not seeing the
potentiality
Of leaving the country
peacefully
And the children
playing happily
Full of life and
expectancy
But we know that
eventually
Like the great Nations
historically
Left Afghanistan
unpleasantly
As their soldiers died
steadily
On the plains of the
Afghani
That our time will be presently
Let us do it now
readily
Sooner not later
preferably
Leaving Afghanistan is a
must
Stop our soliders
dying in that dust.