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Afghanistan… an iron bird
brings heroes home in zinc small coffins
Black tulip… not a single word
a glass of vodka, silent moments
The glowing skies…Eternal peace
caught fathers, sons and younger brothers
Just big wet eyes, fixed stare, hearts wail…
And in a second aged their mothers…
Afghanistan…the guys go home
to have a rest after lost battles
To be inhumed for no fixed term...
The tulip loses once more petals…
We must look sharp for not run up
and let the Stingers do it over…
Grit out teeth! Go on! Don’t stop!
Not for a second going slower
We must! We’ll make it!
…otherwise the guys will die once more…
It’s pressing...
I ask me always if it’s God
who gave for all this his damn blessing…
(Photo from Internet )
Afghanistan
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