Poor AfghanistanA Poem by Bob BFor nearly twenty years we've fought A war against the Taliban, As U.S. and allied forces have Chased a mirage in Afghanistan.
A war that spanned four presidents And bad policy decisions Will soon be coming to a close, Despite the Afghans' ongoing divisions.
To many Afghan girls and women, Our presence there has been a relief. Having endured years of oppression, They had had their share of grief.
Once we leave, Taliban forces Most likely will achieve their goal As city after city falls And they are able to regain control.
If only we could have said to the people, "If you want to get out, leave now. We will find a safe place for you Elsewhere in the world somehow."
But, alas, that didn't happen. The idea didn't resonate With other countries in the world. And so the Afghans are left to their fate.
I'm afraid to imagine what Will happen to the women then, As the extremist leaders cut off Their path to education again.
And woe to all the translators Who helped the Western forces there. If we can't help them flee the country, Their safety will be up in the air.
Western leaders who tried to contain The region's volatility, Have--with our four presidents-- A shared responsibility.
I pity the poor people who must Be ruled by the Taliban, But we cannot continue to fight An endless war in Afghanistan.
-by Bob B (8-6-21) © 2021 Bob B |
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Added on August 6, 2021 Last Updated on August 6, 2021 Author
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