Hearts and minds

by | Sep 3, 2009 | Poetry | 0 comments

The shifting sands are always changing, you don’t really want to stay,
and it’s what’s underneath the surface that will blow you away.

The mountains the wades, the compounds, the hot breeze,
the heat of the daytime, during the night you feel the freeze.

You wonder how people can live here, how they exist,
the hundreds of years of fighting, being ruled by a deadly fist.

Will we ever win the hearts and minds, of the elders of the tribes,
or will it keep going around in circles, with corruption, and the bribes?

The people have only known war, as far back as they can remember,
Op HERRICK 11 will have to sort this, 19 Light Brigade have played their
part, we fly out in September.


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