Spin Boldak
Poached people in a Sea Container,
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A Corner Shop with a Taliban retainer,
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A White Desert frontier town,
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A Dead Martyr’s Shrouded gown,
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The last place of a Call to Prayer,
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Freighted refugees abandoned there,
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A memory never meant to share,
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Spin Boldak,
I left me there.
Sullimani
Wed 14th Jul 2021 16:40
A timely piece of writing.
I wonder if anyone even noticed that this was posted on 8 July 21 and the attached article was published on 14 July 21.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2021/jul/14/taliban-claim-afghan-border-crossing-with-pakistan-in-major-gain
That occurrence on it's own makes this poem more interesting, doesn't it?