the taliban who are they

in the mountains of afganistan
they hide faces coverd they are hidden
like cowards they hide
shooting their pointed guns

in directions no one knows they are there
all around unseen but heard
in holes they have dug shooting snipping firing there guns
killing bang bang are brave soldiers are dying
there bodies lying all around

they are killing for reasons unknown hiding firing there postions unkown
cowards they are mixing chatting with there own people they are,
who are these people killing inocents ,thats what they are murders of inosent soldiers

are brave soldiers dying what for
are numbers of dead climbing coming home in coffins what for
who are these murders many not few hiding firing what can we do
bring are brave soldiers home thats what we can do

this is not war this is murder by many not few hiding like cowards to murder their own people and soldier they are hiden out of view they there watching waiting guns ready to fire out of view they are there waiting stalking hiding they are there
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Posted: Jul 2009

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wayne34
feel free to comment
QuietStormF
Very poignant.. Thanks..hmmm
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