O man on the hill you sent us there <br />To a burnin hell for worse to fare <br /> <br />stingin sand and the blindin glare <br />in our face for early death to stare <br /> <br />lost an forgotten tribes with a snare <br />hummvies an gizmos didn't prepare <br /> <br />for lost friends an those who care <br />to sit on tonnage and deathly tare <br /> <br />bros and pals that covered my back <br />frozen for days, stored on a rack <br /> <br />I lost a limb an another an eye <br />Some were stung by a wicked fly <br /> <br />Natives saw us an tongued a spittle <br />their ire an angst, we knew but little <br /> <br />The barking sarg was such a creep <br />crackle an static wouldn't let me sleep <br /> <br />Someone's war was, for us to wage <br />to stand chins up and face the rage <br /> <br />endured for days the rancid stench <br />crooks and groups of ilk and hench <br /> <br />great the words for freeing a nation <br />truth trickled down in meager ration <br /> <br />Unfolding lies have tied my hands <br />My Youth's been lost to distant lands <br /> <br />Cryptic messages scribbled on packs <br />Lost in the mad rush to roll the sacks <br /> <br />An back'ome mowed my gal's look, <br />too long waited, another she'd took! <br /> <br />This messy ruin is of your make <br />Screwed up logic "for the counties sake" <br /> <br />Time's done a circle, around the stars <br />stripes are blurred the spin now jars <br /> <br />The dangling pride on a roof in Nam <br />The last post and the report is bam <br /> <br />Your dole an help can't lend me sate <br />Shuttling healthcare, to end my fate <br /> <br />(Islamabad) <br />(April 13,2009)<br /><br />saadat tahir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brit-am-veteran-woes-a-soliloquy-from-af-pak/
