Thursday, April 15, 2021

Afghanistan, Graveyard of 19-Year-olds - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

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Afghanistan, Graveyard of 19-Year-Olds

 

“You have been in Afghanistan, I perceive.”

 

-Holmes’ first words to Watson in

A Study in Scarlet, 1887

 

Ghosts shriek in the wind from the Hindu Kush

Falling upon the lowlands in despair

Of any reality beyond death

In the blood-sodden sands where sinks all good

 

Walls, monuments, souls, hopes – all blow away

In the wreckage of long-fallen empires

Their detritus trod upon by tired men

Whose graves will be the howling dust of time

 

And yet the empire masters will return

And leave fresh offerings of more young men:

A British Enfield, a Moghul’s lost shoe,

A cell phone silent beside the Great Khan’s skull

 

 

From The Road to Magdalena, Lawrence Hall, 2012, available via amazon.com

 

“Afghanistan, graveyard of empires” is a common saying whose source is unknown.

 

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