On The Slopes Of Helmand

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April 2019

On The Slopes Of Helmand

 

Where young men cry.

And mothers weep.

Friends, have we laid down,

To rest, an eternal sleep.

Your rhetoric calms me little

For there is anger in my heart

That has also filled this nation…

And your arrogance has missed.

They’ll be a time one day.

That call will not be answered…

For you have wasted youth.

Dying in a war, full of politicians’ dreams.

 

Aspirations… that lie in dust.

Giajl © Jim Love

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Stephen's picture

Great write on a tough subject.

Stephen